The Evolution of Daddy’s Trousers

The Evolution of Daddy's Trousers

When I was a child, Daddy always wore a suit. The trousers were baggy. They were regular daddy trousers. The type that all daddies wore. Dad and Mom would reminisce about the good old days when they were young. “He wore baggy trousers with a T-shirt tucked in and some Aladdin boots. His Afro was […]

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False gods #7

False gods

Read Also: False gods #6 Chapter 7 : Blood on the Leaves I tried to scream, but my entire being was stricken. I muffled as I could feel a peppery implosion in my chest, “my Nkem is gone?” This had to be me having one of my marijuana-induced hallucinations, yet it refused to leave. That bold […]

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The Relevance of Perspective

The Relevance of Perspective

It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see – Henry David Thoreau (Walden). On 26 February 2015, ‘The dress’, a photograph posted on Tumblr, became a viral sensation when viewers disagreed on whether the colours of the item of clothing depicted were black & blue or white and gold. The world, or […]

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Thanos: Fate has a Face

The last time I bashed a Marvel movie I was hounded on WhatsApp, friends reacted like I had spewed hate speech; which is essentially defined as saying something the other person doesn’t like. People are fragile John, you should care. I was ostracized from the Marvel Universe, only to find solace in the Hall of […]

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Fela Durotoye: Young, Not Ready

Fela Durotoye: Young, Not Ready

A few months ago, I had this very extensive argument with a friend that the #NotTooYoungToRun movement is almost entirely based on identity politics and of course a tool by the political elite to keep us less stirred; little victories spark major celebrations in my country. Agreed, a thirty-five-year-old should be allowed to contest for […]

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False gods #6

False gods

Read Also: False gods #5 Chapter 6 : It All Falls Down Two months into my veiled affair with Nkem, the sex seemed to be all we enjoyed. For a girl her size, her agility is Wonder Woman-esque. She was a school girl who truly didn’t need school, she just wanted money and not education; her […]

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For Flight Graced With Dreams

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I have been on a journey Slowly making my way through a field of thorns. Inflicted, I’ve been a victim of a history of pain and unrequited love. Again still I journey, in hopes that I’d find a rest point. A cessation of the maddening ringing in my ears. A saving, in need of a […]

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I Have Nothing, God Bless You

I Have Nothing, God Bless You begging

I run after her as she’s forcing the money in her hand back inside her fancy handbag, I tap on her leg to draw her attention. When she looks at me, I quickly rub my palms vertically in three swift successive motions, then I forge the five fingers of my right hand into a union […]

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