I remember ever so clearly how that pain, that searing and massive pain pulsated through my veins, through the ventricles of my heart, and entered directly into my very core. I remember the never-ending tears and the sensation of a heavy heart, that somehow obstructed my airways. My weighty heart in combination with my tears made it hard to breathe. Literally.
This is kind of embarrassing to be honest, writing about how I felt after the sudden death of a three-year relationship. I’ve always thought of myself as being resilient and tough. You know, not giving two shits about the…
I feel empty
Empty because I am constantly chasing her. This beautiful, sexy and confident being. I am attracted to her. I am in love with her. I can’t stop thinking about her.
Her name is Fulfillment
A long time ago, before I can remember, Fulfillment suddenly disappeared and in her place, a dark hole began to form.
I ignored the dark hole, but instead consumed what Society asked me to; to be responsible, to pay bills, to be an all-around good citizen. But to my dismay, the hole grew undeniably bigger .
I miss you my beloved Fulfillment
Once upon a time, on a cold and rainy Friday evening, while casually eating a cob of corn and Ube¹, I stumbled upon an article about Feminism.
Now before you roll your eyes and think, not another rant by a loud-mouthed, bra-burning man-hater, I implore you to hear (or rather, read?) me out for however long it takes you to read this article.
[Side note: I’m over here wondering why feminism has become such a dirty word? Insert eye roll here]
The article touched heavily on gender inequality. Because of this, I began to think hard about Feminism. About African…
He woke up suddenly from a dream, the same dream he had for the past five nights. His dreams revolved around the birth of a child, his child, a child not born of his wife Bolanle, who he had met at university, and who he had proclaimed as his true love. This night was different.
His heart palpitations were escalating and he started to sweat uncontrollably. In this particular dream, on this particular night, he was in a small bathroom located inside a dilapidated house in the slums of Ogun state. …
Somewhere in the distance where the river flows by
Where the end of the road meets the vast blue sky
I can see something that looks like an apparition or a tree
But as I move slowly toward it, I am stopped by the voluptuous Chun Li
Did I really just converse with a character from Mortal Kombat?
“Where do you think you’re going?” Chun Li asked me abruptly
I responded, “To something that looks like a baobab tree"
“You are going in the wrong direction,” she said with a frown on her face
As she pointed with her slender…
I was on holiday for a week. The holiday was short but the memories are long. Most holidays are filled with pleasure, joy, and gratification. I mean, even the Merriam-Webster dictionary states that a holiday is a period of exemption or relief. But my memories of this particular holiday are the opposite of “relief”. These memories are dark, gory, and downright offensive. Where’s my therapist? Inasmuch as I’d like these thoughts to be suppressed deep into my subconscious, they are swirling around in my head, waiting to ooze out of my cerebrum. They say writing can be some sort of…
Awon Money Miss Road
Oh how it must be nice to drive the streets of Abuja in a red Lamborghini with a stash of Benjamins in the glove compartment and wearing a pair of Ray Bans to protect your precious eyes from the harsh rays of the sun. No seriously. Imagine it. Really let yourself sink deeply into this thought. So alluring right? I bet the air already smells fresher wherever you are as this thought fills your mind.
Now open your eyes. You are back on the streets of Lagos, the smell of pungent urine fills your nostrils and…
I am dying, yet I am crying. My heart is filled with anguish and despair
It’s dark, cold and empty
I am shivering and frightened due to this grey cloud of doom that is slowly engulfing me
I am sinking deeper and deeper into a dark and bottomless hole that seems to be sucking the very life out of me
I look hard into this jet black hole and I am suddenly surrounded by prison cells that are overcrowded by blacks and Hispanics. I also see a woman being chased down an empty parking lot five miles from her home…