Stories

Stories

Stories define us. We are all made of stories.

Kirikiri Diary (11)

“the issue that you hid from the father, it is that same father that would resolve it”

Kirikiri Diary (10)

I was at Aunty Ayo’s house, Father. Her husband had travelled again, and as usual she invited me to help her forget.

Kirikiri Diary (9)

His name is Ade. He has the face of a saint, one that looked out of place among the rough faces here.

Kirikiri Diary (7)

K-Lodge is where everyone with money lives, it’s the best accommodation money can buy here in Kirikiri.