Photo by Ken Lund / CC BY she was short & pretty with as I remember huge green eyes & when the cops circled my car at the supermarket since I had out-of-state plates, so I must be a one-woman crime wave, the cashier was absolutely open with me & with the...
“Ibadan’running splash of rustand gold-flung and scatteredamong seven hills like brokenChina in the sun.” —John Pepper Clark Bẹẹrẹ Four ways to the homes of warriors, the peak of Màpó,The abandoned palace; they said every Baálẹ̀ has taken palace To their...
Photo: Dotun55, CC BY-SA 4.0, via Wikimedia Commons Èkó àkéte, the promise land of any who so wishes,Bounded by the ocean of wisdom, “if you no wise for Lagos You no fit wise for anywhere”, city of hundreds dramas, teachingEvery Jonny the lessons of...
Dele had always been a sweet lover. From surprise gifts to elegant dates. He just knew how to make me feel like the luckiest lady on earth. This afternoon, we had a picnic at the Coconut Beach in Lagos, and God, it was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. Coconut...
On Via San Lucifero, nestled among the prickly pears, there is a house with cracks in the plaster. The plaster is painted the color of the inside of an almond but mottled here and there with patches of blackish mold like rot. Against the house there is a vine of red...
