Not such a stupid thing

Not such a stupid thing © Folakemi Emem-Akpan   It was such a stupid, simple thing to do. They all sounded beautiful, and if there was one thing my life needed at the moment, it was beauty and a little simplicity. And they were all so very far away, and I needed to get very... Continue Reading →


Bare © Folakemi Emem-Akpan   It took all of three hours for my home to turn from full to empty. Three hours, a drunken truck driver and a faulty traffic light.   They called me at work, buried in the midst of the ancient tomes I was quite proficient at translating. I can’t remember going... Continue Reading →

Natural surrogates

(c) Folakemi Emem-Akpan I stepped into the cool foyer, glad to be home, yet wary of the conversation that was bound to be. The pit-pat of soft shoes from the staircase made me look up. There she was, her eyes shining with something that was between gladness and sadness. For as long as I’d known... Continue Reading →

Journeying through the valley – My hyperemesis story

  Journeying through the valley – My hyperemesis story   © October 2018 Folakemi Emem-Akpan I am a survivor; been through hell and back, proud of my war scars, but not quite willing to do it all over again. It began early February; that slightly bitter taste in your mouth, those slightly swollen breasts, and... Continue Reading →

A love story

A love story © Folakemi Emem-Akpan Once upon a time, I loved only one woman. These days, I love four. And I do this with an all-consuming passion, a burning ferocity and an unwavering knowledge that I can, would kill for any or all of them. At the threshold to the living room, I pause... Continue Reading →

Two times over

Two times over © Folakemi Emem-Akpan Her heart is a giant vise in her chest, pumping so hard she will not be surprised if it caves a hole through her stomach. Her mouth is dry, her breath coming in puffs that evaporate right in front of her. Julie holds the home kit up, counting off... Continue Reading →

What’s in a name?

Today, Stephanie sheds the surname we’ve shared for twenty-three years. The surname that was originally, rightfully hers. The one I was given out of love. She dances with her brand new husband; a dancing style that hasn’t yet been invented, for they are as close as two humans can ever hope to get. She is... Continue Reading →


(c) Folakemi Emem-Akpan You were thirteen when you learned your family’s dark secret, and it just about tore you apart. That hot August afternoon, as you filled forms for the secondary school you would start the next month, you were dismayed when your mother carefully printed your sister’s name where her name should have been.... Continue Reading →

God’s girls – Short story

God’s Girls © Folakemi Emem-Akpan   Seven girls. Stair-step look-alike sisters, with the same enormous eyes, pink lips, and black hair. My daughters.   “Mommee, can we eat now?” Yemi asks, already reaching for the simple fare on the table.   “We always pray before we eat.” Funmi, the youngest of the triplets by two... Continue Reading →

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