A Letter To The Dead

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Dear Bola,

Monday the 18th was supposed to be the best day of my life,
It was our wedding day.
Supposed to be anyway.
That was the day I got the heart breaking news,
Bola was dead.

Into Darkness

The Taxi driver showed me a big black welt on his neck.

It ran around his neck.
Blueish black.
Swollen.

He told me that in October he had gone to a real estate agency on Allen Avenue to pay for six plots of land in Lekki EPZ zone.

Twenty four million plus naira inclusive of all charges.