The shoes on my feet have seen three generations...

My lips are dark. Pitch-dark. Black-charcoal dark. Moonless-night dark....

I watched intensely as an ant was hefting her...

for S.O. You still listen to the same Ohangla music...

It’s so cold. My nostrils are clogged. My cheeks...

"We only live once. We only die once. How...

My muse is like the shell to its tortoise, we go everywhere together. But she is more active while I am in Nigeria...

The problems with my earlier books are not really my problems, they are Nigeria’s problems! Almost all books published in Nigeria have similar problems. So, instead of running away, so to say, from our problem by not listing our poorly produced books in Nigeria, we should face the problems!

The presentation of the book Journeys Around and with...

The Beauty in the Dark Last night I felt the...

A Little Echo in Dance of Shadows Papa's laughter used...

A LEOPARD IS NOT A GOOD HUNTING COMPANION The leopard...