You should learn to live your every day as if you don’t have enemies, but be aware every day that you are constantly living with and around your enemies. It’s pathetic in a way that is sad that people you hold in high esteem will kill you faster, my office has confirmed this analogy, people… Continue reading Smoke a Blunt
Essays & Poems
Sweet girl
It is not the end of the world obidi, the administrative staff told me as she handed me my sack letter, I want to know why I am being sacked. The reasons are in the letter, I quickly opened the letter and checked, and the only reason I saw was that I couldn’t meet up… Continue reading Sweet girl
Easy
Make a wish when you see a star, break the glass when you see a scar, for it is easy to leave, and hard to love a specific part of your body. If I die now, it is that I was always myself, never loved a man, or had my heart broken. I am incapable… Continue reading Easy
Friendship.
Sunny afternoon and the dry leaves were falling down lightly as harmattan approached slowly; I saw a black figure standing under a Neem tree; I wanted to trace my department but couldn’t; as a fresher and looking not northern, I was lost, confused, and thirsty. I met her standing with contact lenses, tall bold, confident,… Continue reading Friendship.
Spoon fed.
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.
BLUE
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
Forgive.
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.
Caramel
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.
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.
Family is trash and a bottle of water.
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.