I can’t stop writing…apparently when it rains, it pours in my head. I started to tell you a story but […]

A bird sat by my window this morning, Singing “It is true, It is true” It is true. We gather innocent […]

One ordinary day Late for work again Ran out with my shirt inside out Stepped in puddles the rain had […]

Remember when we were children? Give or take between 1 and 7 years of age. Life was easy; even if […]

  Most people ask why most my stories are set around Igbo characters…especially as i am a Yoruba girl who […]