Aunty Tawa say…

Buy Butter Bread! O'ngbona bread!! O'nyọ butter bread!!! Her voice, thin as a bird's, sung out lyrics of sweat and toil. She was my alarm clock every morning, and the source of my day's strength. Her Agege bread was divinely satisfying. I once asked her, "Aunty Tawa, wetin make you for dey sell bread?" "My … Continue reading Aunty Tawa say…

Brother Segun used to say…

He was my childhood barber. Not his real name though, but he was a special person in my life. He made me see that life revolved very simply, just like that chair in in shop. What goes round, doesn't always comes around, he'd say. And he taught me to take my looks seriously too. "Girls … Continue reading Brother Segun used to say…

Magic!

Some people just take you for a magician. I'm a doctor for God's sake, not some hocus-pocus, wand shaking, smoke spreading enchanter. Be that as it may, I can pass for a magician too though! How, you say? Simple. I change words to sentences, lines to poems and paragraphs to stories. I blend letters with … Continue reading Magic!