The last time I saw her she looked like the sun dropped a baby, skin glistening, virgin olive oil kind of drip you know what I’m saying. So what happened Amope, I asked as I gasped, cos her skin has …
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The second ebook I’ll be putting out, and I don’t really have words to gas you up or pumped for this, just know I wrote it with love and appreciation for your support, thanks for all you do for the …
When we carry calabash on our shoulders And our identities on our chins, We’re judged by the battles our fathers fought and lost, For their scars were just new tribal marks. We do not hit the head of a chicken …
Wrong isn’t wrong, it is just a little less right It is wright we scream to ourselves. To him who is pure, all things are pure. and so the rest of us who are tainted see everything through skewed lenses …
I’ve seen giantsEnd up as dwarfsTaj Mahal blueprintsEnd up as unpublished drafts. I’ve seen CheckmatesEnd up as lossesFor the player, was checkingMates paces to run personal races. Rocks have been reduced to ashesFor they were scared of harsh hissWhat will …
They say love is comforting But I swear it has me scared to death You tell me you’re stressed I hear you’re completely fatigued You tell me you’re hungry I hear you’ve been starving for days You tell me you’re …
You beat your chest all the time, Inflicting pains to your innocent heart, Now it wails like a hungry toddler whose mother voyaged away with all the milk. You beat your chest all the time, And crowned yourself a demigod, …
I promised I’d let myself cry whenever I needed to and it took this decision to help me realize Tears aren’t enough Growing up, I cried a lot from pain, more emotional than physical I always cried. This might’ve been …
Have you noticed? When I don’t talk,There’s silence between us. When I don’t call,There’s distance. When I don’t text,We run out of words. Have you noticed? When I don’t askThere’s no openness. When I don’t show affectionNone of us cares. …
I have heard of broken hearts But I’ve never seen their smashed pieces littered on marble floors. I have heard of broken hearts But they still seem to beat and pump blood into veins. I have heard of broken hearts …
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