Woes of a Side Chick

All I wanted was a quiet ride along a scenic route. But like a sore thumb that won’t throb alone, but must share the pain with the remainder of the body, the babe to my right had enough issues to go round, one of which was her “maybe-next-week” practically sitting on my lap. With the […]

Mami Nkiru

We’ve not had a moment rest since Mama Nkiru moved into the neighborhood. You know those women you don’t wanna mess with, yet wouldn’t miss her rounds at the wee hours of the day to convict us of our sins: “Repaint! Repaint! Repaint! My broda, my sister, tumoro meh be too lettt”. This line usually […]

Shalewa

I’ve loved Thursdays all my life. And after work, I usually take a scenic route back home. It is longer and costs more, but because it gives me a better view of the sunset and the innocence and malaise of city life, I wager it from time to time. By the way, did you catch […]

Lesson from the Streets

6:05 Mummy jerked me to get ready for werk, before annular eclipse shows up. My head been spinning since yesterday, so I snuggled my pillow and curled up #foetalposition. I shut my eyes, and open them again, it was 7:46 #waaawuuuuuu I dialled “David Bikeman”, he say, “Nohvex, I dey ajgh&#&#+$8%%$#”. I say “ehnnnn”, he […]

Diary of a Lagos Babe

I’ve loved Thursdays all my life. And after work, I usually take a scenic route back home. It is longer and costs more, but because it gives me a better view of the sunset and the innocence and malaise of city life, I wager it from time to time. By the way, did you catch […]

Mummy Bye Bye

5:53 am this morning, I heard a little boy call, “mummy bye bye…” “mummy bye bye…” “mummy bye bye nau…” He hollered that eight times. I counted. I heard the emotion in his voice, the need to be acknowledged, first as a human, and second as her son. Her DNA. He needed his mother to […]

Life of a Lagos Commuter II

I didn’t hear him inquire, “your money,” so the robust woman to my right gently elbowed my rib and I nodded in assent. But I needed to get something off my mind, so I continued typing anywayz. But folks just hate seeing young folks thumbing their gadgets. They take it for granted that some of […]