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Philip Ebuluofor

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2020

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Philip Ebuluofor

"If you see the book I am writing now, you will bow. I will show him"Her friend Grace eyed her and smirked. "I think you have to concentrate on something else, the book i have not seen but i am sure it isn't good enough to show him as you said" she eyed her friend wondering if she is a mole or something. Grace knew what was going on in her mind and smirked once again which confuses her more. She decided to play it safe around her by shutting her mouth up first till she is sure on the side she is. "Linda, i have not switched sides, in fact...

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Dutch Courage

Philip Ebuluofor

They seem to be waiting for his return somehow judging from the manner they jumped into the fray when you reflected well. I wouldn't know if it is the proud spirit at work in them or something else, all he knew is something isn't as it should from the beginning.Jerry is guessing it must be what we have gotten used to in this nation that is our undoing. He can't see any other reason behind their moves. Desperation, once at work in one, at times makes one supposed to be cool in the head to yearn for murder even. Not as if it's a new phenomen...

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"Those Itches"

Philip Ebuluofor

It's after 12 as I stepped out of the apartment building into the Friday sunshine. My destination, the cafe I frequent whenever I need their services that isn't all that far from my base, say 20 minutes walk. I was determined to put into motion the step to arrest that aspect of my writing called conjunction. I had been with some part of it copied about three or four years earlier from one online university site I kinda have forgotten its name now. The manner they presented it there makes it look daunting to me and mountain-like to climb ju...

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Village Moves

Philip Ebuluofor

It's a sunday and i hear that pen is mightier than gun and i tends to nod a long with skepticism. But the recent events in my life is proving that assertion to be true each passing day. Imagine the content of a file on ex-inmate drawing such an excessive fear on one ex-military junta the press added the phrase evil genus tag to his name during his almost a decade reign that it has even drew tears from such evil genius. The supposed file from the yellow man's land handed to him and his people supposed to be the ladder they ascend on him abo...

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Once Again

Philip Ebuluofor

I just can't believe it, i am at it again, going round and round like Merry-go-round, it took a few seconds to realized i was utterly and completely lost once more. The creatures are on top of me once again. Pattern, pattern, pattern and more pattern is what i should focused on. "But, how many times do wise man advises himself or rather his spirit before it takes heed?" I couldn't believe it's hapening to me of all people again. I am beginning to wonder if i am who i really believed myself to be. A man with ears on the ground, eyes on issue...

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Colors Are Something Else This Century

Philip Ebuluofor

There is a saying here that: you are not supposed to be wealthy, you are supposed to act it out. If you are wealthy and acting it out too, far much better. the 80s was the era that philosophy was at its apex in the life of people. Living it up not being it. And they were it at through the array of colors on show each day in the name of fashion. I was in secondary school at that period and being from a relatively wealthy family, I was one of those with little change to spare but I know-no-fashion or rather wasn't all that carried with the ha...

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Some Addictions Worth The Hassles

Philip Ebuluofor

They gathered around the 14 inches TV that was the talk of the town in that middle '70s in that Umuku village of Agboko autonomous community. That is a privilege they tend to enjoy every twice in a month when their father returns from the city. Only when it's enjoyment time, almost all the kindred of theirs' circle like a vulture for the news. Chidi don't like the news or cares about what is dropping from the newscasters but images on the screen. His father and his friends will gather there following the happening over a cheap whisky his fat...

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The Kissing Practice

Philip Ebuluofor

She was at it like mad in front of the mighty mirror in her room kissing herself. She had been at it that way for two years now since she turned 16 and now at 18 the age of consent, the culture is her other enemy. "Why can't these people ever evolve like the westerners?" That line had been her annoyance expression line for the past two years now the knowledge of the other sex has occupied her thought as its number one sole occupayer. Funny enough, when she is among the humans of the opposite sex, she went into a kind of expression hibernati...

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Village Resurrection

Philip Ebuluofor

"The room is unfamiliar, i don't know how i got here" i have been hearing voices outside, some of them sounding like voices i have heard somewhere before but can't just them. I pushed myself into a sitting position from the sofa I have been lying on and took a closer look around me and still felt totally lost. I don't recall in any distance or near past ever being in any house with this kind of furnishing. It looked like the kind of furnishing you will see in the 1950s Italian movies if you are into movie things  The voices of people...

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Cement Race

Philip Ebuluofor

It's still mid January and the turn the weather is taking this tuesday morning isn't all that normal and that worries Mr. Martins as he hurries to his mason work as breeze brushes against his skin kind of causing the hairs on his arm to stand alert like new recruits on their first training session. Nothing in perfect order, a kind of huddling together and odd to look at.   He eyed upwards wondering whether the rain is serious with the sign it's spewing, everyone is expecting rain from second or third week of February, never mid Ja...

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Security Apparatus In Cafes

Philip Ebuluofor

She was sitting alone in the front seat of the bus meant for two at the bus station. "Are you with someone there?" I gently inquired, eyeing a lady that will pass as a modern bimbo that has increased in their numbers these days over here.  "I won't go inside" she blurted out looking at me, aspecting a kind of challenge or something. "i never asked if you are sitting inside or near the window. The question is: "are you alone there?" She answered by opening the door without opening her mouth, an indication that put the message across well...

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Chinese Tea Revolution

Philip Ebuluofor

She was aware of the stare directed at her from the four customers that sat about three seats away from the counter. Her third years now since returning from Guangzhou and two since starting this small eatery and maybe one or two millionth times she has felt a surprised gaze fixed on her while she prepares for her customers chinese tea many regulars have failed to acknowledge as tea but herbal medicine. She could not stop herself from chuckling each time she received this kind of surprised eyes fixed on her while getting their teas ready. ...

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Mad in-law

Philip Ebuluofor

" It's not your fault, society is to be blame for this stress you are putting us in. If the society is organized, I won't be shouting like you do for talking to you as my younger brother" Ngozi, Edwin elder sister thundered out of the compound gate and stormed away heading towards nowhere in particular. Edwin had called them, all his siblings telling them that his wife he sent back to her father's house three weeks earlier, they needed to accompany him to her Father's house to see her people and tell them that he is no longer interested.&nb...

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Refrigerator Overhead

Philip Ebuluofor

The weather was rainy that Tuesday morning. I am just finishing tolling that mighty bell summoning the faithful for morning mass when it started. The early morning rain is the kind we the priest boys see as a cursed blessing.  Rushing from our boy's quarter base to the church to prepare for the morning mass and tolling the bell that is under the melia tree that is about three minutes walk away from our quarters without an umbrella is the cursed part. The blessing part is that the massive compound with flowers of every specie adorning s...

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All In The Head And Mind

Philip Ebuluofor

I was wondering who they were. The cheap okpoko packet shirt the one backing me wears from the little i can see from our first floor due to the tall fence and overgrown trees doesn't reveal his identity to me. He was talking and gesticulating indicating there is someone else out of my view with him in there. I strained to see better but without my long distance glasses, seeing that far is a battle to me.  Then the second person came into view and I noticed he is one of those lost souls in the village parading around as a seer or more b...

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