The writer speaks out of real or imagined experience, tales do not spring from nothingness. And often, the reader studies fiction closely – for the truth. Works of fiction tell us stories of an era and Read More
Nov 182012
African
Nov 082012
Taste the deep salt of my tears Realize that my heart is tethered in despairs Taste the solitude that binds me Then you shall realize I seek to be free Many the concerns Read More
Aug 032012
You say you are African, But you bear the names of the British and Americans. Your fake hair looks fetish and is brazilian, Or probably gotten from a monk’s temple in India. Your face is Read More
Feb 012012
It is harder to find an African who has no witch waiting for him at the threshold of success, in the dark privacy of his room, or elsewhere at all, than it is to find Read More
Sep 052011
I recently read something that reminded me of Rhema’s The Child Bride. I tried to talk the writer into taking poetry a little more serious (for the fun side of it) but she Read More
Jun 212011
I have often asked myself the same question in another form: Why are Africans in general and Nigerians in particular afraid of science fiction? I must begin by categorically stating that I’m neither a scientist Read More
Feb 092011
Alas! Thou western gods,
Despise not the feebleness of our words.
And of our progress,
Nor the might of our fortress.
Dec 192010
She seemed like she wore diamonds on the sole of her shoes and she glittered like gold. She was like a queen amongst subjects; well technically subject because I was the only one watching, perched Read More
Dec 192010
I stand tall and brown skinned like the great iroko tree
My hair black like cooking charcoal and kinky
My teeth white and my lips thick and red like ripe cherries
My Body voluptuous and supple
I am beautiful
I am proud to be an African daughter
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