I too have something to say

I too have something to say

Breaking news, beautiful people, I’m back!. If you’re wondering what I mean by that, I honestly have no inkling. But today, I too have something to say regarding cultural silence and violence towards women. The other day, My dad posted something about why women’s modesty is equal to virtuousness on our whatsapp group. My sister […]

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Dear African Child

Dear African child

Dear future daughter, Your existence will neither be easy nor transitional because of where you were born On a community soil dampened with ancestral woes far humungous baggages will be place on your delicate shoulders luggages you can’t escape, linked by earth and blood seen and unseen forces will work against you men will dismiss […]

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Confessions of a New Born

  I’m not a prophet, but every now and then I have a prescient, a message that weighs heavy on my heart. But first I have a confession. I grew up in  a christian household.  My father being a minister meant for us church once or more times in a week.  This was fine at […]

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A Painful Soul

“Scars from battles hurt as It should”     Way back when waking up every morning was a struggle (honestly not too long ago), I used to write into  my Journals aka my ugly notebook. I sometimes browse through them when I feel stuck. My first journal is actually really depressing, I can’t believe the […]

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Love Only

  ” Love alone is the plug” I’ve been dealing with  a lot as of  late. As a result, I have been meditating more to get me through. This phrase have helped me this week to counteract negativity, that’s why I decided I’d drop it  for anybody who needs to be empowered as well.   “There […]

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The Black hair Fiasco

“Every Hair-day  is wahala“   I was twisting up my hair the other day.  It was the end of a wash day routine, and I randomly asked my boyfriend to help. He says yes much to my surprise meaning I’d actually have to trust him with my hair. I gulped, sectioned a portion of my […]

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Oracle

  Oracle   Perhaps it’s is glaringly obvious that I’m a tad fascinated with the occult.This time I decided to focus on  communities like the illuminati in an aboriginal perspective with a short story of an oracle.  This takes place in the Urban tribe of Asaba in Nigeria. Share your lovely thoughts, how do you […]

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Beautiful hands

I once thought you had the most beautiful hands I ever saw Until you cut mine off and wore them like  gloves.

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The disappearing act

When I first saw you, I thought you were beautiful. Tall, tanned, Indian. And  I looked like me, awkward, weird. But I knew it was you I wanted. The most brilliant mind in our year. I wanted to pick your brain, even if you wouldn’t look me in my eyes, even if your lips wouldn’t […]

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