The Three of Us

by Ore Agbaje-Williams

myself. Becoming friends with Temi was like having someone lift the lid on my sheltered life and offer a hand to pull me out.

It’s something my mother hates about me. You have a degree and no job. A house but no children. You’re like an empty fridge. Expensive to run and yet completely useless.

Money makes everyone fit when it needs to.

believe that anyone who claims to have more than one best friend is a pathological liar. I also believe that women who call their husbands or partners their best friends or better halves should be imprisoned.

Men are instruments, not partners. Their presumed superiority over women throughout history has made them complacent and stopped them from adequately evolving, and so now they are no longer fit for long-term use.

Why would you willingly invite an alien being that sucks the life from you into your body, house it for months, then once it has violently ejected itself from your body, continue to support it for at least eighteen more years? Why would you want to shoulder the emotional burden of another person and have to teach them how the world works? When you could just get a dog and be done with it?

I was of course disappointed when my friend/sister/partner/rib/extension-of-self told me that she was going to go on a date with the human equivalent of a Bic pen.

You’re very confident to assume that your friendship would be more important than our marriage,

Doubt and truth are so close that it’s sometimes impossible to tell them apart.