The Old Woman … By Chidera Duru

I helped an old woman carry a basket of fruits to her roadside kiosk. When I dropped the basket, the woman looked at me, her gaze soft and piteous, and she said, “My son, I would have blessed you, but you see, there is no use. You will die tomorrow!” My ears immediately felt stuffed, as if with wool. “What?” My heart started racing. She … Continue reading The Old Woman … By Chidera Duru

Your New Husband by Dera Duru

  You did not tell your boyfriend that you were getting married. So when your phone rings on your wedding night and his name and picture appear on your phone’s screen, you do not pick the call. It continues to ring, this iphone with its delicate features, with his face on the screen; his reddish lips glowing redder. You do not pick. Your husband stands … Continue reading Your New Husband by Dera Duru