Memories, Unfulfilled.
I see kids. They have brown skin and coarse black hair and barely formed teeth. Their gums are the biggest part of their mouth. They’re…
Category: Experimental
Grief Is A Peculiar Thing
Grief has touched me, In the most peculiar of ways. Yet, it is nothing special, Mama says it is a fact of life. One must…
I Have A Thing
I have a thing, for the makossa, for heavy bass chords and throaty lyrics, for percussions that echo my heartbeat and the whine of my…
To Learn Lagos
Lagos teaches you lessons, whether you’re ready for them or not. It offers no sympathy for the slow to learn, allows the quick to learn…
You Find Yourself
It starts as a dream. a loose, foggy thing that disappears as soon as you wake up. you can’t quite escape the dream, you revel…
AN ODE TO FOOD
There’s many uses for food: to be savoured, to be eaten, to combat grief and loneliness, to drown out hateful comments. Food for the…
THE UNCERTAINTIES OF A CERTAIN SOMEBODY
Who fears death? Certainly not me. Death is certain for everyone. Death is the crux, the climax, the end. Death is certain for royalty, and…