Do you know how to make a body grow cold? I’m gathering yellow dust on the shelf; And yes, I have tried to neatly wrap myself around my neck;; And bow tie my skin neatly on my kidneys My angel hid behind me// So I choked him Now he is lying lifeless, bleeding gold IContinue reading “Beau Crime”
Category Archives: Poetry
The Skins
The black is a a superhero suit and we are the raw power
To Love and Never to Hold
A pre-valentine special. People say love is a message and most of us are unfortunate to meet bad messengers who just do it wrong. Love is a risk people are all too willing to take. This is my first story with only two characters. Cheers to love, to lovers, to the heartbroken and the heartbreakers.
Grown
The mental health of young African boys is suppressed and slaved away. Parents, friends, society diminish the emotions and pain of our men.
Eve.
I was the first woman I was, I was, I was I have been running on water I am, I am, I am Whispers, screams, silence You were, you were, we were You were the first god Power, Eden , power Till you made the second woman Her, her, her. I have not come toContinue reading “Eve.”
A woman for the gods
The power of women is insanity
Ashawo
“Boy, you do am! You do all. Then you dey trend for telegram”, Doske says when Willy enters the hall, “tell us how it felt, she sweet?” “No, she dey smell. Check like white.” “But she be black.” The boys laugh. “I pull some of the weed then the sex toys”, Doske whispers pulling outContinue reading “Ashawo”
Kubolor
Adjetey won’t you stop playing with car tires and help your mother sell fish? Your mother helped her mother when she was your age, won’t you do the same? It was just yesterday, that a ‘trotro’ almost run you over but the driver and mate were not to blame. Adjetey it’s enough swimming for todayContinue reading “Kubolor”
How to go Mad
The truth is Yara has never had a problem with men. At six, she had broken the hearts of two boys. And after that, well let’s just say she knew she won’t be wearing white to her wedding. She liked to think of herself as Everybody’s Girl. Totally unselfish. Now, Yara tries on a midnightContinue reading “How to go Mad”
This is Where we Are
This is where we are sleeping on water in no hurry to get to land this is where we are floating above water but the gallons are still empty in our hands this is where we are underwater, the place where we buried our heart only to have it eaten by sharks
