Glissade

"Nigerian men, fear them. They are wicked. Wicked! Especially Igbo men. They can be at home or at a friend's place drinking beer and talking nonsense, while their wives are out in the sun, farming. And when the women returned home tired, they would expect her to go to the kitchen in that state, while …

I sit with the inconsolable soul of the dark— The voices of pleasure in the deep woods

Had I become a roaming syringe deployed by the federal government to inject pregnancies?

He struts in front of us, clutching his bible under one arm and beating the air with his other hand. He tells us not to be weary, that in due season we will reap the rewards of our faith. Amid the gathering, three people pump their fists in the air. Yes, lord! Tell them, sir! …

You are becoming a version of a person okay with the passing of a father.

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