BUSAYO A.

My first few years in Ondo town, I used the forest that stretched out before my school as a metaphor for the dense aloneness that I felt

My story ends with an almost happy ending. Almost. Because I am deeply fascinated by endings that are open-ended. That are not real endings.

So many things that I didn’t believe I could do, I did without breaking too much of a sweat or without so much anxiety.

My speculative short story The Kinsmen, got published in an anthology printed by A Coup of Owls press. This is my second time being featured

‘two people may be soulmates but they may not be in love’.

To close out the year, why not do so with a review of a book that is about all of the many wondrous ways that love can exist.

This year, I touched a bit on how music shapes my creativity. Well, this will be the post where I discuss that even further...

My Art Is My Business

But I tend to be shy about hope. The hope I have, as strong as it is, is always tender So I cannot help but admire trees and their boldness