Christmas Vessels

After at least three months of homesickness, the last thing Daniel needed was Ofure’s silent treatment. Especially on the day he was to finally return home, following twelve months of Youth Service in Taraba. He probably deserved it though. Daniel pressed the phone against his ear again, hoping for a different result this time but …

Within Touching Distance

I’m not a hugger, and I certainly don’t shake hands. My peers think I’m a snub. My mum and her chain of pastors are convinced I’m possessed; so far, their prayers, fasting and deliverance sessions have fallen short. If I had a boyfriend, our reality would be social distance and phone sex, at best. Ofure …

A Moment of Silence

Two nights ago, in the oncology ward, my mum breathed her last breath. It’s been hard for me to breathe since then; partly because she was my oxygen and partly because our house has been congested with friends, family and ‘professional mourners’. I can’t believe we have to feed them all, for however long they …

Bad Girl Stuff

The time of your life with no strings attached; that’s what airpods can afford you. Right now, I’m taking a dump while a mini concert plays in my ears and it feels like heaven. It doesn’t smell like it though. A call comes in and interrupts Kendrick Lamar singing “please don’t kill my vibe”. How …

Raising Her Mother

Five years ago, when Enotse lost her mum, the essence of life was somewhat lost on her. When she had her daughter a year later and her husband named her Agbenu, after her Late mother, her ever growing love for her lover grew by an ounce. Today, as Enotse got Agbenu dressed to commemorate her …