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“Trix, wetin do your eyes?” “Na pepper oh. I bin take pepper hand rub my eyes by mistake.” “Every day pepper pepper. And you no be Yoruba.” I smiled and pulled out a chair. I looked at my cheap wristwatch. I was twenty-two minutes early to the afternoon lecture. I whispered a short prayer and … Continue reading Zoned

Naija Heels on Cobbled Streets 11

“Get me a drink.” Niyi barked at Andrew after Clara drove off. He would have darted after her if Andrew hadn’t stopped him. “That’s not a good idea. Ignore the girl. You don’t want to unleash that demon you become when you drink. ” Niyi didn’t feel like a demon-to-be. He felt like a victim. … Continue reading Naija Heels on Cobbled Streets 11

Love is Never False

I’m sitting here watching him talk and wondering why. I briefly contemplate the calla lily stem tattooed on the inside of my wrist. The flower itself sits below the words “Diligo est nunquam reproba”, Latin for “Love is never false”. We got matching tattoos exactly a year ago. Right from the first day we met, it seems … Continue reading Love is Never False