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You’re losing me.
My eyes lit up every time your name appeared on my phone screen, like a child ….
Chioma C.
JUNE 16, 2025
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The Match
When our house was burning, it did not surprise me. I told you it would burn, but you thought me too weak to strike a match. “You’re too soft”, you would say. You forgot that your neglect weighed me down like bricks on my back. I yearned painfully for you to hear me, to…
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Call me your baby
“Babe” “Hi.” “Hi? Is that how you greet your baby?” “…” “Babe?” “Just stop. I don’t find any of this thing funny.” “I’m sorry.” “Sorry for what?” “I shouldn’t have talked to you like that last night. Not to make excuses but I had a bad day and I transferred my frustration on you, my…
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Story time
It was a Saturday evening. I was done cooking and was now seated on one of the couches in the living room about to dive into the Biostatistics homework that I absolutely despised, when I heard a knock on the door. I and my room mate never had visitors so I paused. I heard the…
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Nigeria’s most wanted baby
If you asked any Nigerian what scared them as children, many would say Ojuju Calabar (a popular folklore bogeyman). Others would say ghosts or darkness, maybe for some, Nollywood. If you asked me, I would tell you it was those thin general knowledge books, but most especially, the thrilling story of the late Dele Giwa.…
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Oh Danfo, how I miss you
Dear Asa, When I got to America, I was nervous to use the bus.What do I say when I want to drop off?I can’t say “Driver, O wa oh.”Jesus.Nigeria has ruined its enemy. You’d think this would be the time to activate my Nigerian IJGBA (I just got back from abroad) babe mode:“Driver, I want…
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You’re losing me
My eyes lit up every time your name appeared on my phone screen like a child, whose eyes shone wide in wonder at the first taste of ice cream. I ran to the window when I heard the sound of your Volvo, jumping the same way I did when Papa’s Mercedes wagon…