Wires and bibles, boxes and scribbles
There is a man waiting for me at the door, he says he likes me.
I’m pondering about the sex market and why I can’t break in, I’m such a nice fellow— I just need a little finishing and coaching. of truth dear, the smell of inexperience.
He bought a purple carved couch, it is for relaxing or fucking — I rode him till he came, and he sneezed on me, life is a bit not fair, and I understand that everyone struggles with a demon and that black is a colour for sadness and blue for pain.
My mother calls herself a slave, she works so hard she claims— Why don’t you feel my pain? Why are you never obedient to me— I’m not even loyal to myself.
I’m weighed down by responsibility, you could blackmail me easily or emotionally. Chips fry happily on fire, if I pass through the fire, will I be this happy?
Rub a cat and it will fall in love with you, maybe I should rub my mother—it is hard for me to be still, I dreaded my hair twice, and I hated it thrice. Give me money when you fuck me, I will use it to buy food, and keep some for school. I hate to fight with my mother, I don’t think she likes me much.
My tears fell into the coco pops I was eating— I ate my tears. To avoid being pregnant again I took a family planning implant and bled for a week.
I will be twenty-two years next month, twenty one was bitter. I see the lateness of my thought, I was roofless and wet, I killed a baby, found weed, had multiple sex partners, fucked on my period, had a lesbian mate, made a video of my masturbation and my sister found it, almost tried anal, slapped my cousin, was gifted a cat, went camping, cried a lot, saw my friends cried so hard as her boyfriend broke up with her— they swore they will get married. I fucked a man I thought was good for mum, but he was a fraud from the start, I still haven’t found love, had an orgasm and cried, fallen into debt, read books, found poetry, and kissed my baby cousin on the lips because I was mushy.
My cat tingled with my breast while I waited out in the cold for a man I didn’t like. On Christmas day, I shaved my hair, and had a heated argument with my sister- I had to let that out.
Meanwhile, David is still the best thing to ever happen to me. I met an old medicine man in Maiduguri for answers, I want to be attractive but I don’t know how.
After that, I got an invite for a threesome, but it was called off five minutes before the time, and then I danced naked under the rain that night. I learnt to forgive after being fucked by a guy five days before his wedding on his matrimonial bed, he claimed to love me and I began to understand the cruelty of men with every experience.
I started squatting but gave up, I guess a bigger butt is not for me, I tried a new recipe for making noodles, but I still don’t like pepper, the sky is beautiful when you are not looking at your phone.
I am a mysterious being.