“You have to be married this time next year” This sounded like a decree Spelt out in tablet screen I have no problem with that As long as my husband to be Can hear my father speak “You have to be married this time next year” Is the marriage about you or … Continue reading Next Year
READ EPISODES 1 – 3 I decided I would not tell anyone what I had done. Not even Bright. The truth would remain in my heart, locked away for good. Besides, who knew why Miss Agbo really fell ill? Maybe someone else had fed her rabbit meat. Or maybe something else had happened to her. … Continue reading The Day I Will Never Forget | Episode 4: Ezekiel’s Mother Suspects Something
Tribute to the Iyas Iyas, I greet you. Horrible vultures gathering in the dead of the night. One-eyed monsters who see clearer than those with two; Lovers of the dark; they have no use for the light. Iyas, I pay homage, Mothers whose silent whispers send men of courage into hiding, With boundless energy, not … Continue reading Tribute to the Iyas
On one of those evenings in not too good a day, a solemn and tired voice infiltrated my atmosphere and knocked to see if my aura needed something to the sweet within my lips. “Epa wa oo. E re pa. Epa wa oo. E re pa.” A boy of eight years singing to my ears … Continue reading Still Nigerian!
‘Jesus!’ I screamed silently as my hands clutched my boxers desperately. Then I didn’t know when impulsive tears began to roll out of my eyes like a flowing river. I slept around 4am. I was very sure I did, and in fact, it wasn’t really a sleep – it was something like a nap, I … Continue reading Mother!
Standing outside the gate of my compound at the early hours of the day,the sun smilling down , I watched the children in uniforms walk to school a few distance from where I was, laughing at their naughtiness and the pranks they played on each other, smiling on my own I remembered when I was … Continue reading Welcome….I Missed U
I knew who you were before my eyes knew sight. At the very moment from my cell-lined carriage i did alight; I knew you, as the thorn knows its rose; It must have been your calm… It called to me I suppose. I knew you, needless of any introduction The love echo cocooning me … Continue reading I Heard You
Something dey inside my mama food No be lie. The taste and aroma na die, You fit go London come back nothing like am Or America sef, chai na wire. Something dey inside my mama food Wey dey make me think about am day and night, Like person wey don shack ogogoro. No be mouth … Continue reading Something dey inside my Mama Food