Thursday, August 27, 2015

...Your Father

Your father pushes his cart every night to the street opposite 5 stands by the corner and stirs white rice he says he makes the best chickpeas and with shredded chicken it is the best your fathers teeth is blackened with tea you tease him about it he says it is wisdom your mother says it is poverty rich peoples teeth don't blacken with tea Your father pushes his cart every night sells rice by the...
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Friday, August 21, 2015

Homecoming As A Woman

I came to Nigeria a week ago hoping with all the hope that i could muster up in my heart that home would feel like home. That i would walk into the house where i barely grew up in and feel a sense of belonging...it was all in my head, the moment i came home, i realised i had made a big mistake. The...
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