The Beast.

The phone rang three times before I picked it up. I had been sitting on the balcony of my room chasing the evening sun and sipping something fermented. On the other side was my friend Francis. He wanted to know if I could join him for a game. I wasn’t sure that i wanted to, because I was already having such a good time all by myself.

Gender roles for who?A man’s perspective.

By the time we were done narrating our female version, he was frantic. ( read; gender roles for who? The …

Emotional torment

“Auntie, let me tell you something… My dad and mom fought last night. In fact, they fight every other night. …

From one mother to another mother.

A tribute to Aisha. She is my sister, my friend, nanny to my children… Eihh! My home manager. You have …