“You girls should please hurry up!. I don’t want us to be late for the thanksgiving oo” Mma’s voice reached past the stairs, and up the straight stairs to Ada’s room where she was rubbing her palms filled with Talcum powder over her smooth, ebony face. “Ayin na bia” We are coming. Ada called back, … Continue reading One Sunday Morning
The world flakes each Each moment you’re gone And I turn to my ashes Slipping of your fingers In my mind, I thought You’d think of me again As here I lay waste waiting Wishing you were here Out of ditches, I dirge As we disintegrate away Plundering the bridges of life To an estranged … Continue reading Disintegrare
I didn’t mean for it to end as a fight. It started as a joke, a late April fools joke in the middle of December, told during our annual family dinner. After a feast of fried turkey, spicy jollof rice and home-made meat pies (made exclusively for yours truly) I announced that I was moving … Continue reading Journey
Nothing in Caca’s seventy years of existence could have prepared her for this experience. Not even when she had given birth to her son fifty years ago in a midwife’s hut called MY CHILD far away from civilisation. The son she hadn’t spoken to in six months.