The sun smiled with intense pride, a very hot afternoon. Outside, a hen basked on the carpet grass, together with two of her seven chicks. I think she was teaching them something. And they seemed to enjoy the weather. I picked up a broken mirror from the dressing table; one of the pieces from my … Continue reading Entwined (1)
She was already up at 4.05 am, though the alarm clock was set to go off at 4.15. Ronke was so desperate in getting a permanent placement at Saint Joseph’s Hospital. She only slept for about four hours during the night. The rest was spent thinking about the possible outcome of her job interview coming … Continue reading A Brief Reunion
Okon Itiaba stumbled out of the black Ford Taurus sedan and then steadied himself. A couple of passers-by approached him as if to offer assistance. He smiled but waved them off. He slammed the door shut behind him and then pocketed the car keys. His shoes crunched against the gravel as he walked towards the … Continue reading One Sunday Morning in Atlanta
I no fit tell you
The things wey I don do
Since I leave there,
To come here
To this land of Oyinbo.
I no fit tell una
The places wey I don waka,
Or the insult wey I don hear
Since I land here
For this land of Oyinbo.
‘Hi. My name is Dapo. Ibidapo William Adesida’ That was my Father. He was perhaps the baddest guy in south western Nigeria at the time. He wore a trench coat, kept a beard and smoked a pipe. Ibidapo William Adesida had swag…even in the 50s. He came to Ibadan from Owo, his home town, in … Continue reading Owambe on a weekday
Tonight she had prepared his favourite dish of Amala and gbegiri soup. Not the traditional gbegiri soup but the one the rich people that lived in big houses and owned big cars ate. The kind that was filled with all sorts of assorted meat, from goat meat to cow leg and snails even the tripes … Continue reading April 15