Dear Words of wisdom Some of my identity was shaped not by places or people, but by words I encountered at the exact moment I needed them. These poems didn’t demand interpretation or explanation — they simply stayed. Quietly. Steadily. Long enough to become part of me. On Purpose “The two most important days in …
Dear Nigeria,
Dear Nigeria, I went back to you for many reasons. One was logistical — my green card interview date was finally released, and I had to return weeks ahead of time to prepare. Another was personal — my grandfather’s funeral was in December, and I wanted to be there. I went back hopeful, believing that …
Creating My Autobiography 