How To Start A Great Day In Nigeria. 
12 am and Biscuits 
Twenty Miles of Bad Road. 
God 
Family is trash and a bottle of water. 
Forgive. 
Spoon fed. 
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How To Start A Great Day In Nigeria.
Important Requirements. Â An Ankara bonnet gotten from a distant client turned friend whom you should have hiked once with...
12 am and Biscuits
I crave cabin biscuits at 12 am, a new day so I wore my fallen bonnet and head to the...
Twenty Miles of Bad Road.
Night after nights I lay in constant fear of my sister's husband sneaking and having his way with me, as...
God
If I sleep with my mouth open Maybe the heavens will hear me I’m talking to an unknown God while...
Family is trash and a bottle of water.
I When met my cousin first on Twitter, he just wanted to fuck, he had seen my tweets and thought...
Spoon fed.
It was Fela that said “anything wey concern nyansh dey sweet” but it wasn’t sweet when I got sacked and...
Vulva Struggles 1.
Since Friday the thirteenth of December, I haven’t been able to differentiate my life from chaos, it has been eventful...
Maiduguri and Flies
Maiduguri and flies Maybe that’s why I lie About smokes and fire Lighting and thunders Truths are wired around me ...
The Art of the Art.
The Art of the Art Written by: Kalu Onyinye I have a dream. It entails a lot of things I...
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The Art of the Art.
It would be nice for parents to allow their children to try things out before it becomes too late. Despite the Nigerian ‘, My child will be the one to bury me and not vice versa’, but children still die before their parents with little or nothing to show for being alive, to show they were here.
