The Devil’s Pocket (#EndSARS)

A peaceful protest for change turned into a bloodbath.To fill the tub of disgrace owned by a man who has no remorse.They say he's been a bad boy.But that's an understatement.When the Devil has the President in his pocket,What words can describe his (in)actions?We pray for hope, we pray for peace, we pray for salvation.But … Continue reading The Devil’s Pocket (#EndSARS)

When He’s Around

My smiles widen when he's around. He stretches my lips like elastic. He pulls at my cheeks like clay. My tears dry when he's around. He soaks them up like a dry towel. He lets them run dry like the Sahara. Pain ceases when he's around. He evaporates them like a cloud. He chases them … Continue reading When He’s Around

Life in Nigeria (Prologue)

I've always been good at adapting to new situations, and often times, new people. So it wasn't too surprising when I got to Nigeria that I instantly felt at home. No, not because my husband's family was beautifully welcoming.  Nor was it the fact that I had actually known my in-laws for several years before … Continue reading Life in Nigeria (Prologue)