“So I looked, and behold, an ashen (pale greenish gray) horse [like a corpse, representing death and pestilence]; and its rider’s name was Death; and Hades (the realm of the dead) was…

“So I looked, and behold, an ashen (pale greenish gray) horse [like a corpse, representing death and pestilence]; and its rider’s name was Death; and Hades (the realm of the dead) was…
Being an adult sucks. I feel like a fraud saying that because I’ve only been an (legal) adult for less than three years and even then, I’m a pseudo-adult. Everything I own…
The first time I ever ‘traveled’ anywhere was in 2010. I am Nigerian so go figure, it had to be London. I like to call myself a ‘budget traveler’ but I…
When nobody asks “how are you” anymore but it is now, how is the family? When the debit alerts start rolling in at the end of the month for sms charges and…
The people you write about. They exist. No, not just in your head. They are not just figments of your imagination. They are real. The woman you walked past in the feminine care…
Anedoche (n.): A conversation in which everyone is talking but no one is listening, simply overlaying disconnected words like a game of Scrabble, with each player borrowing bits of other anecdotes as…
For over a year, my email signature has been a source of much amusement to my friends. They never fail to comment on it – no matter how urgent the content of…
Yesterday my wife reminded me about the faulty faucet in our bathroom and how it’s always dripping noisily. What actually hurts her is that the dripping follows a predictable time cadence. She…
Growing up, I was a short sighted boy who bored easily, so books were a release for me, and an escape. I found a lot of books that informed who I am…
I still remember my very first album review. It was 2008, MI Abaga was new on the Lagos scene and “Talk About It” was the rave of the moment. It was a…