BOBO 2.0

I was not always Bobo Nkiti. Maybe I was, but that wasn’t my government name. I was born the fourth of five children: sister, sister, brother, me, sister. I was […]


Back home from the hospital, there was some adjusting to be made and I was not ready. My mother-in-law moved in with us, even though I heard that culturally it […]


On the day Rosemary entered my life, I was sitting in my office staring at the computer. I had my earphones on and was listening to music, my swivel chair […]