Things I never told my mother — One morning a girl woke up and saw red all over her bedspread, she ran straight to the bathroom and started crying. What is wrong with me, why I’m I bleeding? Nobody has spoken about periods to her. …

Slowing down, Resignation and Uncertainties. — I’m not sure how this would go but let's see. I currently work two jobs (or used to…laughs in agbado) cause the thought of being broke and helplessly in need of money drives me nuts. I don’t know how to ask for favours, I feel it’s exhausting for even the…

Nobody owes you anything — You’ll wake up one morning and find yourself in a web of unrealistic expectations. Thinking the friend you went the extra mile for would be there when you need them the most. Let me explain; One day I was going through my contact list, and I wasn’t looking for anything out…

We keep this Love in a photograph — Oh, the lover with a heart of gold, Kept every moment, never to grow old. In photographs, time was frozen still, Where eyes sparkled and hearts never filled with a chill. Memories captured, never to fade, Of laughter, love, and joy displayed. …

Dear reader, There have been so many occasions in the recent past when I have crumbled because I failed to reach a deadline or because I have hit a creative block that is taking much longer to overcome than I had anticipated…

Dear Olisa, what is this Life? — In the mornings, I always feel unprepared and terrible that I’m not making a bigger effort. It’s already past 8 in the morning, and I’m having a hard time getting out of bed to start my remote workday. Midnight's sobs left me with a throbbing headache and impaired vision. …

First Love — Roses come in a variety of colours, including yellow, white, pink, and red. In the beginning, I had a rose, then I met a man. After that, my rose was gone and I became dumb. Njideka advised me that if I don’t join the party, I’ll be left out. I…

What is wrong with Lagos men? — Omo this laygus is laying(in Bob’s voice), cause what did I read??? You see the truth is I've been wanting to do this book review for so long but different forces have been on my matter. This twelve stories collection is a well-prepared concoction with assorted meat. Firstly Lagos is…

Turning 21 — One time you were a child running stack naked, singing happy melodies marching into class, throwing stones, filling up old boxes with toys, flying handmade kites, no job, no assets, just waking up every morning eating like a thief and hoping it never ends. Your Aunt comes visiting and looks…