In Spite Of
by
Damilola
It has been 9 months now; time enough for a child to have been conceived and born, time enough for […]
March 8, 2020
Replaced
by
Damilola
For the first 11 years of my life I shared a bed with Iya Ropo. Every single day. At least that is what my parents tell me about the times I was too young to form memories.
April 19, 2019
20 Friends for 20 Years
by
Damilola
At the airport, they held onto each other like Siamese twins. ‘I will call everyday ‘No, I will call everyday. […]
April 3, 2019
The Twelfth Night
by
Damilola
Christmas for Omawumi was a time to sleep. Sleep and nothing more. A long time ago she had stopped expecting […]
December 14, 2018
Love Loud
by
Damilola
When it came to deciding who kept the apartment, there wasn’t as much of a battle as there had been […]
August 29, 2018
Breaking Bread
by
Damilola
To break Bread: to eat a meal, especially in companionable association with others. to distribute or participate in Communion Omololu […]
July 25, 2018
Running Circles
by
Damilola
There is a place. It is a place neither of us have been yet we know it exists. I have […]
May 15, 2018
Out of Breath
by
Damilola
The first time Mojola ran, Adun went after him with everything she had. Money, time, strength, hope… The third time […]
March 29, 2018