Author: Temitope Fakeye

That night, I awoke with a sickening wave of paranoia, a result of a pretty horrible dream. The reality in itself was not any better. That, which was to be…

‘Who am I?’ Those three words plagued my existence. Simple, yet crucial. And no matter how much I fled, I kept bumping into those. And trust, I did try. At…

Tobi leaned supportedly into the sticks wedged underneath his armpit as he shook hands with Dr. Ajayi, and listened with an open-hearted smile as the therapist ran through the next…

Femi brushed the sweat off his temple as he crumbled to the pavement tired and exhausted. The morning chore in spite of five extra hands had left him drained, once…

Quietly, he watched Eucheria attend to the amnesiac patient from the other end of the room where he was propped with his arms folded. As usual he had kept his…

Kamsi tuned to her favourite fashion channel and dipped her hand in the shared plate of suya barely dropping the remote. Her lips spread with a satisfactory smile as a…

Kamiye started with a gentle massage of Pelumi’s wrist. With deliberate care, she took on each finger, delicately flexing one at a time to abate stiffness like the physiotherapist had…

Pelumi’s blank stare the next morning, further validated the Amnesia and mild aphasia diagnosis, dashing Tobi’s earlier optimism.  All morning, her eyes had kept darting strangely around the room, further…