Ógbuágu: The Lion’s Killer Depression
“Did I resemble my father now with my depression? Did he see me every morning and feel arrested by the familiarity?”
“What is going on, Ogbuagu, please talk to me, why are you like this, what is happening to you?”
Keside Anosike is a Nigerian-born writer and editor. Although he often shies away from the former label, Keside negotiates the world with rare lucidity through creative non-fiction that is interested in telling and retelling the regularity and specificity of a shared human experience. His work accommodates socio-political observations, such as gender, race, and queer existences, and has appeared in several local and international press. Keside currently lives in Mauritius. Find him on Instagram: @kecyfa
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