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Over the course of the last week I was shocked from my inactivity. To be honest, I had practically forgotten about Boko Haram. I think there’s something about hearing so much bad news that it doesn’t touch you anymore. Boko Haram keeps killing people everyday and it’s just become a matter of numbers. We’re quickly approaching the 20,000-people mark. Just… Read more →


Summer 2015 Intense. That’s the way it felt to breathe the same air with Stacy. Church had closed. I’d led worship that day and I took my guitar and amp to church. i didn’t feel too happy because for some reason the mixer wouldn’t pick the guitar signal. And my church folks really aren’t used to distorted guitars (they kept… Read more →

Reader’s Block

Is this a joke?   Nope, really, I have reader’s block. I simply can’t read. It doesn’t matter how amazing the book is, all of a sudden i’ve noticed that I’ve come to dread words on paper. I have this amazing book by Haruki Murakami…now wait, I said Amazing because Michael Ogah and Onyeka Nwelue say he is, and some of Murakami’s… Read more →


Summer, 2015. I woke up from sleep with a chill and a headache. I dressed up, popped an icebreaker into my mouth, pulled on my old sweater. I was going to have exams the next day so I went to the library to study (my room gets too comfortable sometimes, haha) .As I walked out i noticed everyone else was… Read more →


Summer, 2015. 3 months after the spring meltdown. 3 months after the kevlar that guarded people’s personalities fell off. 3 months after the bikinis and shorts popped out; and the boys showed off their summer bodies (bodies ripped so impossibly perfect that I would need to sleep in the gym  for 3 years to look like that). I thought the… Read more →

Dear Ivy

Dear Ivy,   I am under serious pressure as I write you this. Pressure from my skull trying to cave in on itself, pressure from the need to not explode. Pressure from the heightened beatings of my heart, pressure from my fingers running faster than my hands.   I have known you for about 3 years, (though as you said,… Read more →


“When you’re upside-down, then you see it all You’ve spent all your time pushing on a ‘pull’ door”- For King And Country Sometimes it takes a defeat to learn victory. If you grew up like I did- church boy, godly family, godly schools, godly friends, you know there’s a certain amount of confidence in your goodness. Oh sure, you’re born… Read more →

Silent Silhouette

A friend of mine, Joseph Jawfu showed me a photograph he took of the Jos skyline at sunset and he asked me what I thought about it. I found that it did not only evoke a sense of awe and nostalgia for the warm African sun- it suggested multiple stories of who the silhouetted woman could be. I invited my friends… Read more →


All the writing advice I’ve read always warn: Never start a story by describing the weather. But this story won’t make any sense if i didn’t begin from the weather. For months, North York has been covered in snow. But 3 weeks ago the snow melted and the spring breeze chilled the place for a while. Then slowly, but surely,… Read more →

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