by Fisayo Eko-Davies My legs were too weak to carry me. The day had come and at the last minutes, death felt really close. Only God could help me through…
I guiltily reflected on the heady feeling I get when called beautiful and the very thoughtless judgement on others I might have dared to call ugly like they had a…
by Fisayomi Eko-Davies Life was so much better when little ideas excited me, when my life was not decided by deadlines and fake allies. I hear the voices of thousands…