I woke up that Sunday morning craving for my parents like chocolate. I stayed with my aunt and her boyfriend while my parents resided in California.
After washing my aunt's many dirty clothes for about...
Let me tell a tale;
It's that of a monkey with an
As I watch him climb the farm
So many times he tries but still
And so there comes a group of the
They were all...
Àsàké the radiant maiden of Ayédáadé,
The daughter of Àshàbí Onílèkè,
The one that is gifted in the craft of beadings,
Ìyàwó Àdìó the wealthy cocoa farmer,
Àdìó Òkolà, the man whom tribal mark fits.
Àsàké will grow up...
Declaimer: This is purely a work of fiction. Names, character, businesses, places or incidents are just the product of author's imagination.
Wait! I can’t start by making the camera roll like this. Where do I...