To The Woman Who Mothered A Kingdom.

Aunt Harriet (RIP) Is it possible to lose a parent in parts? If it is then I just did. It’s part one. (June 14, 2021) I was born to a young couple that barely had any idea of parenting. When things got heated for them, they ‘left’ me at my paternal grandmother’s home. A housewife … Continue reading To The Woman Who Mothered A Kingdom.

Thou Should Not Laugh At One’s Hustle.

If people really knew what a hustle can be. A real-life hustle on the streets; no job, no ‘connected relatives’, no cents for a meal but just you against the odds then they wouldn’t be laughing at this picture. Waking up to go out and hope lady luck shines on you that day. Living each … Continue reading Thou Should Not Laugh At One’s Hustle.

Thinking. Missing. You.

So many times I think about you. I think about your lips & I want to kiss you. To hold you, when I think about those moments when I have you, when I had you. I wanna hug you. So tight, get fused to you. Angler fish. Your hands, I want to hold them. Your … Continue reading Thinking. Missing. You.

Day 5 Of The Afrobloggers #WinterABC2021What Should be the Mood For Social Media?

“Do not post your issues on social media”. It is childish to put your problems out there. Find a way to address them”. This is advocacy & activism week of the #winterABC2021 & we're post to be standing up for something. Today I am standing up for those who personally & or physically have no … Continue reading Day 5 Of The Afrobloggers #WinterABC2021What Should be the Mood For Social Media?

The City We Walked.

There was a time when we used to walk the streets together. Hand in hand I held you like my purse. Side by side like a holster. Babe, oh, those times when we was together. Lovers. I used to cling to you like a sticker. The ones we walk past on the street lamps of … Continue reading The City We Walked.