Scented offal is my own way of coming to terms with the many-sided grind of Nigerian history, especially since the nineteenth century. A century of tribes and fights, and of harmonies unrealized in a rage of battles among brothers who would not confess to any sort of kinship. And when they confessed to it, it was hard not to hear a party snigger.
Scented offal is my own way of coming to terms with the many-sided grind of Nigerian history, especially since the nineteenth century. A century of tribes and fights, and of harmonies unrealized in a rage of battles among brothers who would not confess to any sort of kinship. And when they confessed to it, it was hard not to hear a party snigger.