Growing up as a child, my definition of love was mum. I would tirelessly watch the hands of the clock as this was the only thing that kept love from coming home, home where she was desired. Work kept love away from home like the sun from the earth, all... Read More

Dear Hot Legs, I don’t seem to know where or how to start this letter, or put down my words. You don’t say a word but your silence is deafening, that it beckons me to respond to words yet unspoken and for someone who has a way with words; I am... Read More

The stars were shining hard now, like little stubs of diamonds, but only seemingly more alive. Mimi wiped her mouth with the back of her sleeve, slowly, absent-mindedly. Her mind was heavily burdened with the thoughts of Victor. Victor, her Prince... Read More

 I have been heart broken, I will never love again. Perhaps, True love were predestined. Emeka said “He wasn’t into me anymore,”. I cried my eyes out. Emeka had played my heart like a ball and served it on a dirty plate for me to chew. I... Read More

The sky was dark-blue like the night sea turned downside up. It was not one of those dramatic nights with stars spangled across a boastful sky. It was, rather, a humble one with hidden stars, dimly lit with a half-moon. Birds were not chirping neither... Read More

I see you in my thoughts and dreams. When I’m awake, it feels so real. You’re not here to comfort me But soon I know you’d be. “Soon” that’s what you promised I hold on to that so tightly ‘cos I don’t... Read More

I couldn’t sleep. Two minutes into my slumber, I was awoken by the sharp pain in my head, no.., it wasn’t a headache, it was a thought, one which I had sheltered since the day before but hoped to have numbed it after a good night sleep. But how... Read More

Our mother had committed suicide on Valentine’s Day eight years before, leaving behind a note which informed us about her breast cancer. “I can’t deal with it. Can’t cope with the pain. I haven’t been as strong as I used... Read More

I saw age in your eyes It was braided into your smile Like a woven basket. And your hanging dimple Slopes like Erin falls. It troughs through your smile Into the gully mound of your cheek Like a splattering fall On a creasing rock. Your chin, once... Read More