Author Archives: Solomon Uhiara

About Solomon Uhiara

Literature and music are the things I crave for. I believe modern literature has more to offer now that stories happen everyday. I was born in Kaduna, Nigeria.

Lousy Joints

My granddad dislikes rainfall. Not just it, he dislikes everything that comes with it; the chilly breeze, the mist, everything. He hates the fact that he has to be reminded once more of the leaking roof that never quits dripping … Continue reading

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Running To The City

It will be falsely presumed, if rather, I say that she had a certain powerful control over me. It too would mean that I hadn’t much of a choice in the matter. Also, it would definitely mean that I hadn’t … Continue reading

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This Memory Must Be Sketched

Mazi  Ejike has departed us and this is too painful to bear. So on Saturday , hopefully the rains would be resting in the clouds , gazing down, silent at his funeral  and it wouldn’t forget to pay its last … Continue reading

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Zaina’s Nightmare.

Ruquayatu elopes with death. She does this sin, despite the fact that she once made a pact with life, death came and she took its hands, calmly, with a furtive smile that her mother wasn’t happy of. She was the … Continue reading

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The Black Owl

The only time he comes to occupy my window is virtually when the day fades into evening, when the chickens and their broods have retired. He comes when he is sure I’m musing over something which is invaluable and I … Continue reading

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