The Kolo Kenneth Kadiri Blog

You know how it's a freaking sunny day in March and you miss the rainy season; or on a wet day in September, you wished the dry seaso...

She told me about Chimamanda's book, Americanah that she was reading. The part where the lad traveled to school and left his girl in t...

He peeps from the hole between his seat and the window, smiles at me, and then automatically expects a response. I touch the cape of my h...