Please bring back Lagbaja and his magical talking drums I’ll wear my agbada and dance like I’m filled with rum. People will gather and at once we’ll forget these newborns Who with lather in their mouths speak of nothing If not clubbing, gun-running, thuggery, and money. Lusting after bodies with disgust and making bloody orgies With … Continue reading MUSINGS FROM MOUNT OLYMPUS
A thousand years ago, I stumbled upon Ambrose Bierce’s ruthless piece of work, The Devil’s Dictionary, in what was then one of the most solitary moments of my existence. I did not find necessary answers each time I followed his savage words into the numerous haunts we frequented, however after our romance, I was left … Continue reading DRUNK’S DICTIONARY
Prologue Titus The ugliness of the veranda is worth killing for, it is grotesquely plain, a blind stab to the heart of art. I love shapes, the beauty behind structures, the outer quality that gives form to the inner conversations of the mind. Through this I see man as an instrument of art, each … Continue reading LIFE: COLD, HOT AND ALL.
Between The Hole And The Girl In My Dreams Her name was Tolu and she had eyes that hypnotized me with ease, a smile that turned my dreams into reality, an unquestionable simplicity of character that was charming and haunting at the same time, and a voice that sprayed poppy on my nerves. But it … Continue reading THE MEMOIRS OF A CYNICAL YARNER
I have observed, in the relatively few number of days that my consciousness has stayed with me, that almost every man is what he is or does what he does because of what he desires to gain from it. It is rare, almost infinitely, to find a man who tells you he is what he … Continue reading MUSINGS FROM MOUNT OLYMPUS
The average action-adventure movie or novel usually gives you characters playing roles that insofar as they stay true to originality do not blur the lines between the good guys and the bad guys. You have no choice but to admire the immaculately tanned skin of the former FBI agent-turned fugitive who has been framed for … Continue reading BOOK REVIEW: THE MAN FROM ST. PETERSBURG, BY KEN FOLLETT
A Dame To Deal For ********** There was a mild storm raging outside on that joyless day in April, the panes of my window shattered among themselves like cold-wrapped teeth, the howling noise that came forth shook the locals out of their consciousness and everyone retreated to the comfort of their homes, even the irritating … Continue reading THE MEMOIRS OF A CYNICAL YARNER
ON THE HEART OF WAR I knew something was going to go wrong. I felt it like I felt the sting of that yellow pendulum that hung itself across the sky that morning like a celestial stain which brought color and life to douse the plainness and gloom of the clouds. No matter how water-tight … Continue reading The Memoirs Of A Cynical Yarner
THE CASE OF THE MISSING WALLET SATURDAY, 1:30pm; My room After the third round of knocking began I went to answer the door, my mind suspended in between making a decision to put on a shirt or not. My skin was hot from the exercise, small beads of sweat rolled into themselves drawing lines across … Continue reading THE MEMOIRS OF A CYNICAL YARNER
For the love of what makes my heart beat each morning, for the love of the opiate that steals me away from the harshness and sometimes deafening illogic of real life, for the love of spicing up our lives, for the love of lighting up someone's face with words on a page, for the love … Continue reading Welcome!