nancy

Ugoulo I remember it was a windy night. Maybe that was why I heard him before I saw him. The chilly breeze shoved his rich baritone laughter into my cramped hole as if to punish me for defying gravity; like…

I remember the day life gave me shit. It was no ordinary day in the city of dreamers. Lagos, the city that never sleeps as she is fondly called was in a deep slumber waiting to be kissed by her…

“When are we coming to eat rice?” This is usually the opening line from friends who I haven’t seen nor spoken to in donkey years. I’ve learned to mask my feelings with cliché answers, “Oya, come now, let me cook…

“Your father is a woman”. This was my mother’s way of telling my sisters and I to forgive him for his compliant role in his family’s agenda. The way she says it, you’d think being born with a vagina absolves…

Angel Michael: Ok, fellow angels, It’s that time of the year when we will be buried in tons of requests from earth. I know we all wish it were the good ole days when spelling errors were all we had…