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I first met Bon Appétit, Your Majesty, on a humid Lagos evening. I was sitting under the yellow swing of my living-room lamp, the evening…

And as long as men are swayed by their hearts and stomachs and not their heads the Chief Nangas of this world will continue to…

I am a man who builds caves for the shards of my soul and prefers my skin be romanced by the stingers of a mourner’s…

Change is constant, so they say. I’ve been taught to expect change and to evolve as a person, but there are some changes in my…

“I will kill you today!” He yelled after administering another slap on my face and moved to lock the door. I wondered what must have…

Be still, sad heart! and cease repining; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow STANZA I As I write this, I…

For the first time since I was folded in my sleep, I noticed dawn smelled of burning wood. Flipping myself like a turtle’s shell on…

He got my heart. He really did. But he is an atheist. An unrepentant one. A typical former-believer-turned-unbeliever kind of atheist. Like most atheists usually…

I talk to myself a lot. My parents find it strange when they walk in on me, but we always end up having a good…

Life was a big circus to me. Everything was still beginning. You know that phase in your life when you had not a teeny-weeny care…

Click! That’s the last sound I hear before the world goes dark. I’m crouched beside my fallen mother. My father towers above us like bent…