Forgive me, dear blog, for I have sinned. It’s been a long while since I’ve confessed. One hundred and twelve days but who’s counting. They say, no matter how far the chick strays from mother hen, it will always find its way back to the nest. So here I am, after days of playing grown…
Tag: love
A rose for Amarachi
Dr. Welsh I could tell that something was wrong the moment she stepped into my office. Her eyes were choked deep in their sockets, her lips hung for dear dehydrated life, and her hair clung disobediently to the nape of her neck. She had on black sweatshirt and leather sweatpants of the same color, then,…
Girl in the mirror
Take a look at the girl in the mirror. What do her eyes say to you? -Sad, Lonely, In need of some sort of connection. Do something about it. I’ve never really been one to “do something about it”. The idea behind the phrase itself seems foreign; that one could single handedly double cross fate…
Atinuke #4 (Fiction Series)
Click to read Part 1, Part 2 and Part 3 . Convinced that her plan was the perfect one, Atinuke trudged silently behind Nnanna as he walked up to join the boys, her eyes fixated on the ground. She had no idea what she was doing, nor the amount of courage it would take for her to speak up when…
They say “If you love it, you should let it go”
(picture diary below) Oct 19 2015 Dear self, If you’re still trapped by the romanticized idea that a man has to woo a woman first, then, by all means, keep mute about your feelings, take pride in giving no hints and wallow as the painful torture of your silence tumults your emotions and speed drives them…
Òdàlè: A tale of love and loyalty
This is what I’ve become, “a native of the street”; these cardboard boxes and walls adorned with graffiti now define my existence. I am a monument of disgust, a generator of pity. My callused feet and disheveled hair are unsightly, to the normal human eye; I am pollution! My stench contaminates the world, denies…
Atinuke #3 (Fiction Series)
Click to read Part 1, Part 2 Nnanna did not eat tonight, he was absent while the boys had played FIFA, still absent as they sat round the counter wolfing down the stewed jollof she had made with so much intensity. Atinuke’s eyes wore a confused glare as she watched them eat, perhaps to mask the sudden…
Paranoia- Spoken Word
I attended an event yesterday where i had to perform a piece that I had just written. I haven’t done spoken word since 2012 so I was jittered like crazy. It turned out okay, however, so i decided to put it up on the blog. The transcript is below for those of my readers from…
A Little too Late
Have you ever felt so hurt you couldn’t cry? Unshed tears are the most painful of all. I met Kensington when I was twenty years old, five months later, we got engaged. Ours was not love at first sight but on the day we got the liberty to really look at each other, there was…
So you don’t have a Valentine
Tips for singles. The fact that you’re not in a relationship doesn’t mean you should sit in a corner and keep to yourself this valentine. It’s a day of love and quite frankly, it shouldn’t take a significant other showering you with gifts to feel loved. Love yourself first of all, before requesting love from…
Lilian Ogbuefi 