So God slapped the dawning sky with belts of thunder and lightning.

Ten leagues away from the cloudburst that aroused petrichor, a nameless man comes out of his lounge downtown to watch the sun rise from the heavenly curtains that just hosted the rain and stars.

‘Give us this day, our daily bread, Dear Lord!…’, he utters softly.

There’s a picture of a prominent couple in one hand and a glock in the other. He pockets them both and strolls westwards.
News came in at dusk.
Some children had been orphaned by a berserkly defiant act of fate.

… Everybody prays.

Pat Ashinze is an Ibo-Yoruba hybrid. He trained as a medical doctor and obtained a Bachelor’s degree in Medicine from the University of Ilorin, Nigeria, where he won the Inaugural Students Union Poetry Prize (2019) as an undergraduate. Pat writes prose, poetry and everything he can think of. His works have appeared and are forthcoming in Eunoia review, Corvus review, TERSE Journal, Pangolin review, Arts Lounge, Aayo, Ngiga, Chicago Lit, KAIROS, Kalahari Review etc. He was a finalist for the 2021 Stephen A. DiBiase International Poetry Prize and was a finalist for the 2021 World NTD Day Storytelling Competition. He won the 2021 Wingless Dreamer Midnight Poetry Contest. Pat currently resides in Edo, Nigeria. Read other articles by Pat.