everyone now and again wonders about
those questions that have no ready
answers: first cause, god’s existence,
what happens when the curtain goes
down and nothing stops it, not kissing,
not going to the mall, not the super

“wild roses,” i said to them one morning.
“do you have the answers? and if you do,
would you tell me?

the roses laughed softly. “forgive us,”
they said. “but as you can see, we are
just now entirely busy being roses.



and refute it

if i were running a school, i’d have one standing assignment that would begin in the first grade and go on all through school, every week:

that each child should bring in something said by an authority

it could be a teacher,

or something they see in print,

but something that they don’t agree with—

and refute it.

× jane jacobs ×

i am angry

“not long ago, i wrote an article about being young and female in lagos.

and an acquaintance told me that it was an angry article, and i should not have made it so angry.

but i was unapologetic.

<< .of course it was angry. >>

gender as it functions today is a grave injustice.

<< .i am angry. >>

<< .we should all be angry. >>

anger has a history of bringing about positive change.


i am also hopeful,

because i believe deeply in the ability of human beings to remake themselves for the better.”

× chimamanda ngozi adichie ×
we should all be feminists