You wake up to a bright morning. A warm ray of light filters through your netted windows, bounces off your white walls, and bathes your prostrate form with its shimmering glow. You yawn, then stretch like an overfed cat. That is just before Mother calls out to you from the sitting room. … Continue reading Malice
Dat morrin as I wan baff na so I dey put ear for dis babe music, Omawunmi, dat song wey she sing say, ‘If you ask me, na who I go ask?’ My madam don comot tey tey and I know say before she go come back e go still tey, so I say before … Continue reading How I wan take talk am? The Cry of a Househelp
As I turn face madam, na plenty tings jus enter my head, wetin I wan tell madam? Which kain lie I go take lie wey my punishment go reduce? As I don dey used to this place, e no go too sweet to return go back to the place wey my papa and mama dey … Continue reading I don talk am! – A sequel to How I wan take talk am?