Category: Musings

It’s pathetic to see that African parents shape children like themselves, I will like to call it modern slavery. It was Fela that said “anything wey concern nyansh dey sweet” but it wasn’t sweet when I got sacked and had to get another job, I roamed the streets of Abuja with my resume, submitted my… Continue reading Spoon fed.

I am blue, I am you, forget the baby and leave the woman to herself- what is pain? She asked, do you mean war or hate? The first pain I knew was blue, my father was blue, he had many lights around him that was beautiful when mother woke up and looked at him, she… Continue reading BLUE

I forgive you, I forgive you for everything that I went through, It felt so bad for a long time and nothing can be compared to how you made me feel the very evening that you invited me over after work. I forgive you for allowing my soul to contain you- at chicken republic, the… Continue reading Forgive.

I make brownies while I eat pancakes Spare me some time with the slate Men will curse you because you are a woman The evil they believe exists in your groins and mammals This evil they seek still, doing the abnormal  Like rape or the poisoning of attires. I don’t weep anymore Neither will I… Continue reading Caramel 

Cream pours out of my body in cums Sleeping with a cat and a book She played on my vaginas with her toes, giggling I liked how she smiled- how she makes me want her. She was too busy for me. I made brownies while I ate pancakes Spare me some time with you, dear… Continue reading Cream.

I When met my cousin first on Twitter, he just wanted to fuck, he had seen my tweets and thought I was a sex-starved young lady who he could please with a smokelike date, I was however convinced about meeting him. People fuck their cousins, in fact, I remember a cousin of mine who pressured… Continue reading Family is trash and a bottle of water.

Eat your high, be a muse Irene does not know that my laughter is induced Maiduguri and flies Maybe that’s why I lie About smokes and fire  Lightning and thunders For truths are wired around me  Like tides befall a mighty ocean Overpowering and consuming  while appearing In the morning like placid What if I… Continue reading Maiduguri and Flies

I crave biscuits at 12 am A new day so I wore my fallen bonnet  I pushed my tampon deeper while heavy blood came down as I drank water A reminder that I am a woman The vigilante came at 12 am My blood swayed and hit I sneezed and more blood came out I… Continue reading 12 am and Biscuits

This is an honest man, a straight shooter who speaks his mind. Inspiring and spontaneous he can sometimes be seen as too aggressive or impatient by those who prefer a more subtle approach to life. Tobi walked into Blaqjoker’s room and plugged in the AUX to Prettyboydo’s Wildfire EP. We had listened to it a… Continue reading Discovering WANI

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