My First Night in Lagos

C.V.C Vincent Ozoaniamalu

By C.V.C Ozoaniamalu AWKUZU, 4 January 2022 The cell reeked of abandoned souls, it was a tiny space that could only take two persons, the floor smelled of mixtures of urines, and deadly sweats that ran over the faces of dreadful criminals who came before us. I could see only the midnight blackness; the ambiance … [Read more…]

The Songs of new Leaf (Ekeresimesi)

C.V.C Vincent Ozoaniamalu

Christmas seems to come with different feelings for different people, and these feelings change at each stage of life. I hated Christmas and anything that reminded me of it. “Felix navidad, Felix navidad 🎶🎶”, Onwudinjo sang, but kept mute and shrank at the sight of me. I had warned him about singing of Christmas rhymes … [Read more…]

Guilt & Grief (Episode 3)

C.V.C Vincent Ozoaniamalu

In the sweet tastes of my days at Nsude, the freshman year didn’t really count, merely because the freshman year was a kind of puzzle. You really can’t tell what’s happening next until it starts happening. Information was gathered from all sources, and the brain did the work of retaining these information and producing it … [Read more…]

Proffesseur (Episode Two)

C.V.C Vincent Ozoaniamalu

Proffesseur (Episode Two) By C.V.C Ozoaniamalu It was actually not the time to press the panic button, probably because it was Friday and Fridays had always come with so much laziness as well as euphoria for the short but meaningful weekend rest. It was just 15 minutes to the end of the class, voices of … [Read more…]

NSUDE (Episode 1)

C.V.C Vincent Ozoaniamalu

NSUDE (Episode 1) By C.V.C Ozoaniamalu The first time my belonging was robbed off me, it was Ofoedu, the guy that lived three bunks away from mine, that I suspected. My suspicion had no strong premise nor evidence, but I had rolled my suspicious eyes on him that very day because he seemed to have … [Read more…]

My Undiluted Skin

C.V.C Vincent Ozoaniamalu

My Undiluted Skin By C.V.C Ozoaniamalu An Igbo adage says “Ife amaro kwuru” which can be translated to “Things are not standing well”. Of course, everything has fallen apart, families have been broken, prides have been wounded, hearts have been touched, and an air of tension hung on the air at the Biafran infirmary camp … [Read more…]

The Missing Piece

C.V.C Vincent Ozoaniamalu

By C.V.C Ozoaniamalu I have lived in a land not my own, my Mum and Dad fled from their homes to a place very far, and now I’m ready to find myself. My name is Chinwemma Bulo Bello Omemgbeoji. At the mention of my name, I had always expected questions like, Are you a mixed … [Read more…]

Have You Met The Other African?

C.V.C Vincent Ozoaniamalu

By C.V.C Ozoaniamalu The private jet of Oscar George Connan, Boeing 769-200, 1.57ft, was seen heading to the Northwestern part of the US conterminous states, Washington DC. Inside the jet were, Oscar George Connan and Enyiuche Mmadu. To Enyiuche, her return to America was like reliving old days. America was still the same as she … [Read more…]

Forty Shekels Of Silver

C.V.C Vincent Ozoaniamalu

By C.V.C Ozoaniamalu 30th May, 1979, Charles Ilodiegwu’s Premises The night was cold and windy. Darkness was thickening in on earth, embellished with unfriendly knocks of thunder and accompanied by dazzling flashes of lightning, seemingly voicing out the anger of God and leaving His glories in the consciousness of men. The raindrops in contact with … [Read more…]