Protests are Pro-tests.
“Nigeria is being rocked by protests.” That was how the room for the news channels put it—and not rocked in the way that boys and girls dance and rock
Much Ado About Authorship.
We read his poems in secondary school. His prose was part of our literature curriculum: From the wistful romance of Romeo and Juliet; To the betrayal in Hamlet
The long search for Steeze.
Steeze. The first time I heard it, I was convinced that some content person (who influences people) had left Slovakia and was trying to talk about a friend of theirs named Steve.
Poetry is best honoured when dead.
There's a Netflix series called "Dickinson." The main character is a poet named Emily Dickinson, who is, in many ways, surviving in her head. Poetry was quite literally her life.
A Hamster named Kombat.
Everyone's obsessed with Hamsters these days. I thought we all agreed to put them in cages and have them run in circles. So what's with the new secular addiction?
J.K. Rowling’s light at the end of the tunnel.
When we read stories about our heroes, we always assume they were heroes everyday.
The Anxious Twenties.
I've been (in) twenty for four years now. And when one has been in a place for long enough, one begins to think that they understand the outlay.
Peace, activism, and a pinch of controversy.
Who was the first Nigerian to win a Nobel Peace Prize for his Literature? Your whole self would scream, “Wole Soyinka.”
The Controversial life of Sylvia Plath.
If you've ever been deep in your feelings that you had to write a sad poem, you probably never did it better than Sylvia.
My Champion.
He seldom stood on the porch gazing into the blank distance, but every time he camped there, Papa and Mama must have found reasons to punch each other out.
The Orange Ribbon.
There are times when life will choke your neck and make you say “Ah ahn,” like one who hands a bite of food to a friend who snatches it, devours it all in your presence, and kicks you a forever taste of their shit-stained shoe.
On Total Depravity.
I have seen that a man can live under the illusion that he is "good.” That he can be tolerant of others, be kind, be patient. It's not that he is unaware of evil, but he is instead blind