A thank you note to all artists, especially writers It’s the end of the year, most of us tend to reflect, back to see our works and achievement in the outgoing year. And yes along side achievements (if there were any) we acknowledge the pitfalls as well, the setbacks, the disappointments we face. Some of […]Read More Artists appreciation
Throwback Tuesday #boychildday #savetheboychild #boysarenotstones #Nov11th I found the phrase I jotted a month ago (and forgot) which will now become the title of this poem. I know it’s celebrated and past but… I couldn’t resist the urge to write something on it. I’m in love with this title so I still very much intend […]Read More If I had an HYMEN
The idea that someone should be a certain way, behave a certain way doesn’t necessitate they have to be it in an extreme way. I, for one, thinks there shouldn’t be no such yard stick for measurement as good or bad. We’re humans, made of emotions, most times conflicting. It depends on situations, circumstances or […]Read More Imperfection is bae
The words Cleave on to the roof tops of my mouth Out, from the fortress of my mind From the warmth of my hearts arse Naked, unashamed, into the spotlight Exposed to the eyes of scavengers Fangs of predators Devoured, devalued Food for prejudice, criticism This power that wields no force left in the hands […]Read More The things people don’t say..
Today I’m going to share my first poem ever, yeah I know, it’s taken so much courage to do this, not that I ain’t proud of my first poem or I don’t feel it nice enough to post; something about it just made me feel I’m exposing a part of myself to the world. Sounds […]Read More Feminism (April, 2016)
It changed me It did change me I know you’re interested in what changed me and I’ll come to that but first, let me tell you something about me I used to wish that time could bear wings and fly by, So I can achieve my dreams quicker I mean, the hours were lazy, Days […]Read More Moments
Sometime in 2002, In Oklahoma, USA, a couple of years before I would return back to Nigeria, I was coming back home from my high school when a few blocks from my house, I became really weak and feverish, by the time I got to my doorstep, I was visibly shivering and extremely hot, my […]Read More Anxiety disorder