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Short Stories

Priscilla & Aquila (PART 3)

by Laju Iren • February 15, 2017

Missed part two? Read it here. Priscilla looked over the sea. The same God who made the sea and all the creatures in it; the world and all the people in it, came to die for her sins and now dwelt in her! Her heart swelled with thanksgiving. “What’s a girl like you doing in […]


Priscilla and Aquila (Part 2)

by Laju Iren • February 7, 2017

It was still so early when Aquila heard a knock on the door. It wasn’t unusual; Christians all over the world were being persecuted and it was an open secret that if they ever needed a place to stay in Corinth, they had one here. Christians faced beheadings in Jerusalem, and beatings in Ephesus, but […]


Priscilla and Aquila

by Laju Iren • January 31, 2017

‘I am very sorry Ma.’ The servant’s voice was broken, like the shattered vase on the floor. Priscilla was belligerent. ‘This vase was a wedding present from my grandmother. I will take it from your severance pay.’ The servant was an elderly woman who had served them since they moved to Rome twenty years ago. She […]


HADIZA (PART ONE)

by Laju Iren • January 3, 2017

Hadiza Run! The dreadful sound of machine guns pierced through the once calm night. ‘Insha Allah, he is my only son.’ She had never heard mama so frightened. Was that Abdullahi, wailing profusely? Hadiza woke up with a start. ‘Diza, run!’ She had not been dreaming. Abdullahi terrified voice warning her in his last moments. […]


Aritesioma (Part 4): Episode Finale

by Laju Iren • November 29, 2016

  Aritesioma I have finally found Rita in the smoke. She is breathing really funny, and cannot tell me what is wrong. There is no noise from the classroom downstairs. Where has everyone gone, and why is there smoke everywhere? As fast as I can, I try to run down the stairs. Perhaps I can […]


ARITESIOMA – Part 3

by Laju Iren • November 14, 2016

Rita’s Mother “What do you mean you don’t know the address?” I scream into the phone. “Honey calm down, I know the place is in Surule…” my husband replies. “Is Surulere an address? I don’t even know why we let her go in the first place!” “Dear I need to put my phone off, the […]


ARITESIOMA – Part Two

by Laju Iren • November 8, 2016

PART TWO Aritesioma I am a child. My name is Aritesioma, but I prefer to be called Arit. Not that anyone has ever asked me. But even if someone did, I would not be able to tell them. It because of the kind of child I am. You see, there are two kinds of the […]


ARITESIOMA – Part One

by Laju Iren • October 31, 2016

Eyimofe “Take this, it will take care of everything.” I looked at the pill Gbenga had put in my hands. How could something so small take care of something so big? And what exactly did “everything” mean? Did it include the hurt and pain of betraying my parents, the memory of giving my virginity to […]