After thirteen rounds of frog-jump round the cut-yard, and thirty straight minutes of ‘squatting-and-flying’, I want to just die. Yes, die. End it. Forget Kelechi. Forget Chinelo. Forget my single mother and Uncle Nonso in South Africa. And. Just. Die. My eyes are rolling back in my head, my limbs are screaming for mercy, and […]
I’m on the queue with my stack of buckets when I suddenly begin to reminisce. Sinemile rushed into the room the other day, tears gushing out of her eyes like Erin-Ijesa falls. She hit the bed, her bed, and covered her head with her pillow. Everyone was quiet, everywhere was silent. No one had ever […]
I hear voices that resonate in my ears, but my mind is too lazy to process them. Stolen things, I hear, are sweet, and these few moments of short stolen naps are sufficient proof. While others chatter about everything and nothing in particular, all I seem to do is snooze and drool. It’s the best […]