WANTED: A SOUL.

Do not read this story out loud at night. Do not read this story in front of a mirror. Do not. Never ever. Do these two things at the same time. The first time it happened, I was about five years old. My mother was out of town I think. We were left with her … Continue reading WANTED: A SOUL.

Arinta’s Guardian

It is not in my place to ask him questions. I do not ask because I should not. He recently contracted my chambers as his attorney for LIFE. As long as he is not breaking any law, I will keep my peace. But we all know that he returned from Arinta Waterfalls a different man. … Continue reading Arinta’s Guardian

The Ruckus At Erin-Ijesha

At least the Indian guy had decorum. Raju or whatever my husband calls him. The other one, Goody, or whatever her name is was just plain getting on my nerves! They were both seated behind in my car. We were behind the Toyota Hiace bus #backpackersabuja had chartered to convey the rowdy bunch to some … Continue reading The Ruckus At Erin-Ijesha

Ælfgifu and the Charm of Sango

El - fgifu:- (El - ghi - foo) "... Latini\nized form of Ælfgifu, an Old English name derived from ælf "elf" + giefu "gift", or/and Æðelgifu, from æðel "noble" + giefu "gift". This was the name of the first wife of the English king Æðelræd (Ethelred) II... " #Nameberry.com "... The Ikogosi Warm Springs is … Continue reading Ælfgifu and the Charm of Sango

Let’s Call Her ‘Vitiligo’

Many years ago, I was a struggling young man. I had no money. I did not have a car. I was at the mercy of public transportation. One day I had to fix all three of my wristwatches. So I went to the main market to have them sorted out. I was sitting in front … Continue reading Let’s Call Her ‘Vitiligo’

Serti Takum

"Veni veni, Emmanuel captivum solve Israel, qui gemit in exsilio, privatus Dei Filio. Gaude! Gaude! Emmanuel, nascetur pro te Israel!" I do not think that there are many of us left. I am afraid I may be the last one. Lore, strange truths were whispered in my ears from birth. From lips I never saw. … Continue reading Serti Takum

Mayo Kam 

I am not originally a Backpacker®. I only signed up for this trip because I was tired. I was tired of life. I was tired of being alive. I actually went on that trip hoping to die. Misadventure, murder, animal attack... Anything. Even via the auspices of the pack of prescription sleeping tablets I had … Continue reading Mayo Kam 

Chappal Wadi

About my Christmas... It was supposed to be nice and easy. Time spent with family and friends. That is until she called me from the fire. My muse I mean. Not the young, hot one though. It was old, old mother. I was stir-frying venison and vegetables on the 21st of December 2017 when the … Continue reading Chappal Wadi

Death Becomes Him

I can not believe that this impetuous, over-pampered and carnally-minded simpleton actually picked up that phone call...  I swear by the throne of Jehovah, I will kill him first chance I get.  Ring... Ring... Ring... Ring...  "Hello...?"  "... I kept hoping that you'd pick up one day..."  "Uhmmmm... Yeah... I was conflicted."  "Because of what … Continue reading Death Becomes Him

Spawn of Satan

I imagine that you are reading this from somewhere not in Africa.  As you read, you will probably sneer and then dismissively chuck me off as backward, gullible and ostensibly religious-bordering on the insane.  But I know what I am talking about.  Welcome to a warm and dark continent. The traditions and customs here are … Continue reading Spawn of Satan