I am glad you are here. I hope you will enjoy exploring my books, blog posts, and resources for both readers and aspiring writers.
A little about me: I was born in Côte d’Ivoire, shaped by the rhythms of Ghana, the perspectives of the UK, and the deep roots of my Nigerian heritage. My life is a blend of cultures, journeys, and reinventions.
These lived experiences breathe through my work; from the lyrical, thought-provoking anthology Human of My Kind, which reflects on our shared humanity and inner resilience, to the soul-baring honesty of my memoir Chasing Closure: Life on the Edge of Belonging.
In Chasing Closure, I invite readers into the intimate spaces of my life, navigating displacement, confronting cultural rejection, and finding healing in faith and self-acceptance. My writing can be raw, reflective, and deeply human, offering hope to anyone who has ever felt caught between worlds.
Though I call myself more a story writer than a storyteller, I have a deep love for poetry. As a human resources leader, my words often explore themes of identity, belonging, faith, and the quiet strength we carry within.
Beyond the page, I am passionate about creating spaces where every voice feels seen, heard, and valued; a commitment that fuels my professional leadership, my faith, and my art.
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I am glad you are here. I hope you will enjoy exploring my books, blog posts, and resources for both readers and aspiring writers.
A little about me: I was born in Côte d’Ivoire, shaped by the rhythms of Ghana, the perspectives of the UK, and the deep roots of my Nigerian heritage. My life is a blend of cultures, journeys, and reinventions.
These lived experiences breathe through my work; from the lyrical, thought-provoking anthology Human of My...
In Human of My Kind, A. U. Ezemson crafts a heartfelt and unflinching tribute to love, identity, faith, and the enduring strength of the human spirit. Through rich poetry and soul-baring reflections, he invites you into a world where pain and beauty walk side by side — a world shaped by the African experience but resonant with anyone who has...
It is a memoir and narration of my life and childhood that started in a dysfunctional family and subsequent challenges that I faced in a bid to make sense of where I truly belong in life. It deals with issues of faith, my life as an illegal immigrant in the UK and the challenges of even living a life where I was afraid of even celebrating a...
When I think about strength, my mind doesn’t go first to soldiers or leaders or people who conquered nations.
It goes to my grandmother. I would have died as a todler, exept for her.
She was not tall. She did not command a room with her voice. In fact, she often spoke so softly you had to lean in to catch her words. But there was something unshakable in the way she carried herself. A steadiness, like the earth itself.
I remember watching her rise before dawn, her hands already at work long...
Every story has a beginning, but not every beginning tells the whole story
I remember 1985 and 1987 as if it were yesterday.
The air was heavy, thick with the kind of silence that warns you something is about to break. One moment I was just a boy, playing with other children with nothing but laughter in my chest. The next, I stood frozen, watching a scene of rage between my mothers unfold that would mark me for life, as I would be latter shipped and dumped in Nigeria.
I did not prepare for...
In 2003, after what I still regard as an act of quiet discrimination during an interview in Cardiff, South Wales, I made a decision that would follow me for years: I tried to remove every trace of the English element from my name when applying for jobs. If the sound of my heritage unsettled someone, so be it. I refused to smooth my accent into a palatable British tune.
In rooms where cultures collided, my words moved with ease , I was a proud envoy of where I came from. But pride is a curious...