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
Essays & Poems
A LITTLE HERE, A LITTLE THERE.
why do you sleep with your hands on your thigh
A little here a little there, take some cough syrup for the hiccup
I want to be human or whatever.
I used to be proud of my breasts, now I hate it. I hate a lot of things; let me live through. I’m too young for what I am facing, I will take a picture of myself naked when I turn 22. Say a prayer for me or two. It is hard being a girl; I want to just be Human.
Butterflies
we all are butterflies
0715
I met a guy I liked, let’s kiss I asked, I have been made church president he bragged. Too many religions down my path. I want to be a butterfly, I just want to perch and fly.
Resilience
A lady stopped talking to me cos’ she thought I was bi-curious, I actually am, but I have never gone that far to suck a girl, the most I have done is kiss, not even suck a boob
DEAD FLY!
maybe death is a passage to a life we can’t see
Be my Delilah.
Next Saturday was his wedding! Keep me in the dark, save me from unknown pains, we were never meant to be.
I am done with free fucks, reborn maybe or a different way of fucking freely: holding me.
Pizza and iPhones and Prophets and shit!
I met Tombra at an outlet cafe. Let’s go to a nearby pizza hut, “I swear you will like it”. The shorts I wore was an old Jean that was ripped at one end, In Nigeria, they are male tailors who move with the head of a sewing machine, hitting a metallic scissors indicating their presence with every hit, they mend torn clothes, I had torn worn out Jean, I needed them.
I hate yellow and rules.
I watch my mother scream and nag at me for disobeying a rule she so long protected, rules are regulations, law or maybe guidelines. A regulating principle, something that keeps you in order.