When I was younger, all I knew about aunt—Dad’s sister used to be her coconut smelling perfume, her throaty laughter, and the long conversations she had with Dad whenever she came visiting. Conversations I could not wrap my little mind around. I remember turning them in my head as their talks went from the most... Continue Reading →

This place will not be call home forever

The depressed man chose death because he was angry with life But we will make our anger into a hot fume, one that propels Hot fumes which will one day propel us Into a little river that will join the sea in a country faraway Lands we have travelled only in our minds We know... Continue Reading →

Thinking for God

We asked how He will walk on the sea, now that tide and times are differentHow our moth will become a butterflyWe asked if the rain will not wash this larva off the tree branch before we see what colour its wings will beThey call it faithlessnessWe call it thinking before timeAnd thinking for GodHeavy... Continue Reading →

We long to be Children again

In the beginning, when he was still a child and his papa’s hut was the palace of a king, life was simple—unruffled like the pages of a new book. Papa was his king, the man he reverenced. Any time the Clergyman spoke about God and he tried to picture his majestic being in his head,... Continue Reading →

Live, Love, Read

This is me

I am not sure I understand your tale of getting a new face and all the difference you spoke about. maybe I need not to understand maybe it is not mine to understand maybe I need to watch from a distance as you enjoy this new life you have just found just maybe and I... Continue Reading →

For the love of pen!

Excerpt of my interview with Tribune newspaper on August 15th 2019.

I want to change the world through my writings, says Ebedi fellow, OmotoyinboDamilola Omotoyinbo recently completed her six-week stay at the Ebedi International Writers Residency in Iseyin, Oyo State. In this interview with Adewale Oshodi, she speaks on her writings and how she hopes to make positive contribution to the world. Excerpt:As a writer, which... Continue Reading →


If only one is willing to accept the beauty and content of the heart and discard the color of the skin and nature of birth. Humanity will bond in eternal love... I project an image of a predestined being, incubating mystical abilities and recreated wonders. Though void of this numerous gifts was labelled a retard,... Continue Reading →

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