Mr. Fashola, my Civic teacherI always like to say to people on their birthdays: “everyone deserves to see your light and the wonder tJan 22Jan 22
Healing scars.I wonder if you think of me, of us; because I do. Here I am in my most vulnerable state; frail and ennuiJan 14Jan 14
New wine skin.God is Supreme. I know it. I hear it. Daily. Every week. Every month. Every year. Every time. I believe it to a fault, but I need evidence…Oct 19, 2024Oct 19, 2024
Murdryk is drowning; he cannot save himself.It was Sunday. Murdryk had sinned again. This habit flowed seamlessly, without restraint evenSep 26, 2024Sep 26, 2024
What Does Writing Mean To Me? (I am like the sun)puedes hacer cualquier cosa escribiendo — you can make anything by writing.Sep 10, 2024Sep 10, 2024
My Parent’s Music.Everytime I think about the kind of songs I listened to while growing up, all that comes to mind is “thank God for my parents”. Sep 1, 2024Sep 1, 2024
déjà vu?As the clock struck twelve, the ecstatic mood in the Church was one I likened to the euphoric feeling at a circus, or the outburst of…Aug 9, 2024Aug 9, 2024
