Cross-genre

Love is Light and Blood

Some pieces escape the mind and become a body – they grow their eyes and ears and mouths and a heartbeat – a song that does not die – an undefined breath. This is one of them. On a night coloured with no stars, love is light and blood. Because Read more…

By ife, ago
Poetry

A mirror of God’s beauty

For Mrs Ogunnoiki, July 26. Do I over-express? Well, how do we celebrate a golden woman on her golden birthday? Do we teach stars to dance for someone they imitate? Do we instruct the clouds to resist the sun for something brighter – to weave this woman’s name onto the Read more…

By ife, ago
Articles

Chicken

There is a song in my belly and this is its chorus: chicken, chicken, chicken. You see, eagles are enjoying the spotlight too much – just like the lion. Soar like an eagle. Be as bold as a lion. I am tired of hearing such. Can’t we see the value Read more…

By ife, ago
Articles

Childhood Memories

Childhood memories. Sunshine. Laughter. I don’t remember all we did or said, but the feeling remains fresh in my heart. Childhood memories. Praise and I would check the balcony to trace the muffled voices from downstairs. We would play the old ball with Ayanfe or Folake’s brother not because we Read more…

By ife, ago
Articles

Shiny

If a thousand days are like a day to God, I suppose the days we count worthy of celebration are tiny pebbles in his palms. Shiny all the same. So how do I celebrate Father on Fathers’ Day? Is it through the music of the human tongue? Or sparking a Read more…

By ife, ago