Authenticity and purpose
"Do you know who I am?", the older man yells with his nose scrunched up like I have never seen an African nose scrunched up before. "Who the hell are you? Who cares who you are, Oga? Don't touch my bag again. I have warned you", the younger lady dressed in a baggy, brown T-shirt … Continue reading Cabin-ish Fever
'I'll quit right now if you insist', I said looking my co-worker straight in her ocean blue eyes which looked bigger behind her thick rimmed glasses. She knew I was serious and I was. My earliest memory of how a toilet should be was when I was in Nursery school. I had been escorted by … Continue reading Can I eat in you?
"The end justifies the means, Amy!", Kat yells. Amy can see the large veins at the side of Kat's neck pulsating with her clearly fast-racing heart. This was meant to be a light conversation but somehow it had made a dangerous detour. Amy knows she can put an end to this, especially seeing Kat gulp … Continue reading Two peas in a pod?
Like a gluttonous seagull successfully grabbing a tourist’s pizza with its beak and flying away triumphantly with the cheesy loot, W was gone. My girlfriend visited Vancouver last week and as a wonderful hostess, Baby A and I decided to indulge her photo-taking obsession by taking a walk from Granville down to Waterfront. It was … Continue reading A Walk to Waterfront
Working out has been an exercise in futility, Deji thinks to himself. Ha! Another pun, he chuckles out loudly. He has a bizarre knack of seeking out puns in day to day dialogue with himself and others. He knows he should be more upset but he just can’t. If anything, the whole thing seems laughable. … Continue reading Legs
'You don’t get it, do you?’, Olanma says and walks out of The Peachy Tea Cafe where she had met up with Obiora. As the cafe’s door closes behind her, she exhales so loudly that the fat pigeon happily pecking away at breadcrumbs thrown by an elderly Asian lady, who’s seated sleepily on one of … Continue reading Saying goodbye to my atheist
I had a nightmare last night. In it, strong hands were around my slim neck. A hard slap caused my teeth to break the skin of my inner right cheek. A forceful shove and I was face down kissing the earth. Except when I now put a hand on my face, I know it wasn’t … Continue reading My whole world
‘Ha!’, Nkoli exclaims and scratches her scalp under her newly installed weave covered protectively in a large bonnet. Her thick thighs open and close rapidly to the beat of her racing heart. She’s seated on the edge of her bed facing the closed door. She’s waiting. She’s been waiting for the knob of the door … Continue reading Over a pot of stew
Another sunny morning today in beautiful Metro Vancouver. My eyes are blood shot (again) as I look upon my reflection in the mirror. Drool and breast milk spots redesign the top of my pink PJ. As I wash my hands in the bathroom sink and walk over to the nursery to pick up my angel … Continue reading BOOK REVIEW: ‘The Secret Lives Of Baba Segi’s Wives’ and ‘Yinka, Where is Your Huzband?’
During my post-workout stretches, I like to reflect and on this day, I remembered a novel I had read as a teen in high school. The novel is the 1891 published ‘Tess of the d’Urbervilles’. Years after high school, I re-read that novel to the point it ripped in so many places from wear. The … Continue reading Musings in the gym
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