She had not been to confession in ages. But she always believed in the sacrament of penance. Now Gbenga had pushed her to her tether’s end and she needed to tell someone. Not just anyone. Someone trusted. “Father, I have sinned,” she began. *** Lagbaja’s bata drum intro woke him from his sleep. His ringtone … Continue reading Confession (A Bankole Banjo flash fiction)
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*Tobi’s Cross* (A Bankole Banjo Short Story)
"So you married her for the sex?!" Tobi nodded, slowly, thinking again about that decision he made a little over a year ago. "How I for do na? Kezo, the babe can ride mehn..." Popularly called Kezo by close friends, Kazeem could not believe his friend of 22 years would take such a lifelong decision … Continue reading *Tobi’s Cross* (A Bankole Banjo Short Story)
Bae Monitoring: The Many Ways You Are Doing It Wrong
Once upon a time, I was a radio freak. Radio put me to bed every night and woke me up in the morning. I remember there used this be this show on Cool FM (before adverts got more space than programmes) where listeners called in to have their boyfriends/girlfriends tested. Basically all the listener needed … Continue reading Bae Monitoring: The Many Ways You Are Doing It Wrong
Thursday Shenanigan: Maturity and Being Just Friends with Exes
When it comes to life, I believe simple is better. I don't like complications. So I put that belief into everything and whatever I do. Relationships included. Friend equals friend. Ex equals ex. Boyfriend equals boyfriend. Toaster equals toaster. Let's-not-mix-up-roles-let-everyone-know-where-they-stand thingy. However lately, I've been caught up in conversations about having contacts with exes and … Continue reading Thursday Shenanigan: Maturity and Being Just Friends with Exes
Of Maturity, Feeling Entitled and Commonsense…
So far, I have realized it's easier for one to say "I'm mature" than for them to show maturity. And About commonsense, please don't let anyone tell you commonsense is common. It's a lie. Let me start with the ladies. My dear on-fleek-on-fleek sisters. It's Christmas, hope on fleek is not un fleek? But I … Continue reading Of Maturity, Feeling Entitled and Commonsense…
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