Kito Stories
HIS KITO STORY (EDITION 11)
FOREWORD: You guys remember Unoma, right? Well, she has an ongoing literary project that concerns the Nigerian LGBTI community, one she wants us to be a part of. It’s a
HIS KITO STORY (EDITION 10)
It was all the hair on his person that attracted me to Bala first. He had a full head of hair, and sprinkles of it all over his arms and
HIS KITO STORY (EDITION 9)
I live in the ancient city of Benin. And this is my kito…or rather, near–kito story. It occurred (or almost occurred) right after my Post–UTME exams. I am sure a
A Kito Story Gone Wrong . . . Or Right
It depresses me when I read kito stories of brothers who are bashed, battered, robbed and extorted by unscrupulous human beings whose final resting place is as much in hell
HIS KITO STORY (EDITION 8)
My name is Lexy, I am in my mid–twenties and I live in the Oil City of Port Harcourt. And this is my Kito Story. I have over the last
HIS KITO STORY (EDITION 7)
“Hello… Hey, Gabby, what’s up… For real? Kelvin is coming into town? How long will he be here for? … Ok, no wahala… I am coming, I’m coming…” And then
Two Kito Stories In One (A Sallah Special)
Hi, I’m Lanre, and the following stories are real life, narrations that serve as a much needed bonus in this kito-ridden Nigeria of ours, to remind us to keep our
HIS KITO STORY (EDITION 6)
It was sometime towards the end of May, 2013. My birthday was a few days away. I was home, done with school, awaiting the next stage of my life with
HIS KITO STORY (EDITION 5)
Hi, I’m Woody, and I have a kito story to tell. My story is the kind you don’t wish on your friends, and sometimes, not even your enemies. It’s a
HIS KITO STORY (EDITION 4)
My story starts after my graduation from the university. I was waiting to go on NYSC, and in the meantime, I decided to go visit an aunt in Lagos. During
