KiKi's LAIR

“Do you spit or swallow?” This is one of the most important question of life (maybe for a reason I don’t know, people fail to ask it more often) Whether it is a wine tasting or brushing your teeth, or eating water melon with seeds in it or in short whatever, your attitude to life determines whether you would spit or swallow.

Deep in the forests where the feet of man never dared to dread was were they abode, so creepy even fear itself shuddered. With grotesque creatures visible yet invisible for only those with the eyes of their spirit could see them. In circles the selected moved gyrating to the beats, hands and legs moving in rhythm to sounds created by whom they could not see. With the leaves in their mouth, no word was uttered but the language of the beyond echoed in their ears louder than their own heartbeats. As they moved gracefully, sweat glistening on their bodies, one by one they came to the middle of the circle laying down their treasures, beautiful destinies discovered and shining stars of the innocent for no tainted was worthy of the oracles. Soon the night was gone and the dance was done. One by one they transformed, flying away to humanity. But perhaps the drums had been too loud and the night too dark for them to hear or see the ones who had kept watch offering incense which had risen up...

Two days since I last heard from him, since the break up. I've been staring at my phone for the past one hour hoping he'd call, he usually called by this time. I've been biting my fingers,so nervous. By the time its 12:30am I know no one's calling anybody. Hmmm...the reality of the fact that he's gone for real hits me again as I cry myself to sleep. And of course by morning even the concealer can't hide my the bags under my eyes. I wanted to pretend I am in a Walt Disney movie and singing will make me feel better but all that came out is a hoarse throaty sound...oh crap! my voice walked out on me too? What else could possibly go wrong? Then I lock my key inside my room! And I get a message beep, "The man is taking attendance o and he'll soon leave"   Shit! I'd forgotten about my early morning class, whatever happened to boys before books. By the time am done apologizing to the bike man for not being able to pay him because I had apparen...

"Mommy, owu gini?" She asks her daughter as she walks into the kitchen crying. She can barely make out what she's saying as she struggles to hide her sobs. I fell down from the car when I was washing it. "Chim o! How come?" "I was on top when dad came and started shouting, I now fell" she answers still crying. She gathers her daughter into her arms,this one that God has given her after years of waiting be it a girl. "Did you injure yourself?" she asks, her face filled with concern. "Yes, my knee, its peppering me" "Ndo oh....oya go and wash it let me make cornflakes for you hmmm?"  She can see the smile forming on her child's lips....her child, how good it felt to think about it.  "And don't climb the car again you hear?" But her chubby one is already racing to the bathroom,she never jokes with cornflakes. Why would she be washing the car anyway,this was about this male c...

I just realized how gloomy my room looks.It just synchronized with my mood,today had started out well but somewhere along the line it happened, a break up had definitely not been on my agenda. The yam i fried now tastes like sand in my mouth as I look around my room with tear sodden eyes and clothes.Grey curtains and brown paint suddenly  made my room look like a zombie meeting point and I begin to imagine  what life would be like as a zombie. No feelings or emotions just the thirst for human blood. I'd just eat my mother and not even flinch...the thought of it makes me shudder as i shake myself back  to  reality.There are better ways to deal with break-ups i think, like watching a movie that makes you cry so you can tell yourself the reason you're crying is cause of the movie and not him. Well,guess i now have to stick to the old routines of single-hood.

"Daddy see me! Daddy see!" the eight year old pealed with excitement.She had been washing her dad's car and was currently on the roof of the car. She had to prove to dad a girl could do better too. But she hadn't expected the angry yell from dad as he came out of the house. "C'mon will you get down from there my friend!" out of surprise she slid down and landed with a thud on the stony ground. Tears filled her eyes as she tried to suppress the sob that was rising in her throat, she had bruised her knees. "What were you doing there? Ehn?!", dad shouted.She couldn't respond for fear of her tears letting lose. "Who even told you to wash the car in the first place? Answer  me! You should have just left it for Ekene,you're just a girl!". Ekene was the houseboy,she had begged him to allow her wash the car so she could prove to dad that she could be the  boy he wanted so badly. But all that was forgotten now...