Posts in Tales
Complicated

“Mum, I have a well-paying job and my own apartment, so I’m as settled as can be. Whenever and wherever I find love, I’ll take it. That said, I have no plans of rushing into something just to fulfil yours or anyone else’s vision, especially if that vision requires my moving to Africa. I know you don’t want to hear this, but I’m more British than I am Nigerian. My home is Manchester; it’s where I feel most alive.”   

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Eulogy Secrets

I hate eulogies. Like political campaign speeches, they’re fancy, empty words seldom reflecting the true feelings of the speaker for the deceased. Why speak this flowery language to the dust if it was unspoken between breaths? Why compose beautiful odes to yesterdays that can’t be appreciated by the muse? We rely on the living for that. 

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Catch 22

His heart pounded so hard he couldn’t hear the TV. With the force of a pestle striking a mortar, it threatened to burst through his chest as he retrieved the proposal from his safe. Sweat dotted the area his moustache would have covered had his barber not wheedled him into shaving it off last weekend.

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