Cover Photo: "Paper Boats" by Jacob Lawrence, 1949
"Paper Boats" by Jacob Lawrence, 1949

Coming Home to Myself: A Story of Healing

“For this is the thing with secrets: They are thrilling to a child who has lived his life only in the open.”

Radio Lagos, Tiwa tiwa mutiti

I am not even sure how old exactly I was. Eight, maybe seven, the memories come in scraps. But he was older and should have known better.

Healing should never have to be forced,

Bring your hand


Big Boy

Caleb. CalyCal

I am fine. There is nothing wrong with me. I am really very fine.

God instead of Caly to die, please kill meIf anybody beats you come and tell me

Is there something I can do?

NahI am fine

implicit memory

I am just playing with you

How could he not know that something was wrong? How could he not tell?


What if I had told someone the first timeWould it have been any less horrific if he had not been a neighborAre you sure it was abuse, Caleb?He was just catching fun. Maybe you are attaching too much importance to this.

But on those days, I take solace in a quote from poet Nayyirah Waheed: Be easy. Take your time. You are coming home. To yourself.

And I am happy, nothing is going to stop me.
I’m making my way home. I’m making my way I go solo, oh, I go solo.

Caleb Somtochukwu Okereke is an Author and Screenwriter. His first novel was published by Bahati Books UK in 2016 and he teaches Creative Writing online at Rongo Art Workshop.