#Afictionalstory “Hello,” I turn to see, it’s her! She stands close to me. “It has been a while!” she speaks with invisible curiosity. Looking at my girlfriend. “Certainly… How are you?” “Fine” “Jackie, my friend from church. Rita, my girlfriend.” Jackie stares with suspicion, “Nice to meet you. How are you?” She greets with a…

#afictionalstory Every wall shows an undeniable foreign touch. The planner must have envisioned Europe when decorating the interior. I didn’t give a keen eye to the exterior. Getting out of the car, we walked in saying little to each other. Facing her, we sit in a cosy and colourful area. We are waiting for our…

I think wiselyMy thoughts areOf wisdomI am I!No one has mouthedAm I thinking right My intelligenceIs astoundingI speak brillianceI know Is it acknowledged? Beauty is a complementLife is lively LaughterI adore lifePep talk

#Afictionalstory “Hey, remember when I told you that I was perplexed,” I speak with a light tone. My mind sound, and a sense of clarity drains my guilt. Our conversation closed any chance of us not being anymore. My last text gave me a nostalgic memory of her first day at the reception. “Next time…

#Afictionalstory “Busy lately! I don’t know when we last had time. I get worried.” a text from Jackie. The distance was unintentional: something to think about. “Don’t be am here,” I respond with much intent. I have moments when isolation is my ally. “How are you?” I send a precise text after my reply. I…

#Afictionalstory My eyes scroll through a pile of pages, each examined with less scrutiny. The third, trying to send in a report, minutes before I lose my focus to a text from a friend who is getting closer than my auntie Ritah. I have plenty of acquaintances, but never anyone close. I find myself escaping…

#fictionalstory “Seemed like we wouldn’t get at the top,” I state. You almost quit on me. Not cool, not cool.” Sitting together, contemplating the climb and how we got to the hill. “For a minute, I thought we would not get here. I am the kind that usually pulls out when it gets hard. I…

#Afictionalstory “I find these activities excruciating…”I speak with daunting exasperation,” And I am not lazy…These exercises drain your soul, and the fun part is, it only reflects through sweat.” Utterance between hard breaths. Catching my breath, we climb a mountain. I came up with this hiking plan: heavy weight on my shoulders. “I can’t breathe,…

#Afictionalstory “Sorry, I opted for this,” with grace, her voice acknowledged, something I hadn’t given much attention to. My eyes stare, leading to nothing. Her mannerism is a pouring of discipline. How foolish! I try to understand emptiness instead of creating words to know why I am here. My openness is bright. My mind wants…

#Afictionalstory “Assume something better comes your way when you are stable,” declaration as I playfully twist a pen with my index and thumb. Speaking stealthily to lock my guilt so that not a drop of adrenaline reflects in my consciousness. “What do you mean by better?”His response, calculated. I can see his curiosity laying out…