African Literature and Lifestyle in One Pot
“Where’s the weirdest place you’ve spent Christmas and new year?” Ejiro asked. No one really paid any attention to the hymn resonating out of the rusty radio. Burning wood crackling in the fire, steaming up with smoke and the smell of roasted meat hung loosely…
It’s either this bores you or excites you as a WRITER, however, if you fall to the former, maybe you should check yourself. I know you must have heard about the big bang theory and how an expansion of the universe erupted from a relatively…
Survival, they say, is the first impulse, the first faculty in this side of hell. This is the picture of a heavily lit labor room, of a boy with moist as his first clothing, of a boy who refused to cry at birth. The watchword: “Survival is…
