ALCOhoeLISM

To my mistress alcohol, You and I can yarn a sweet and sour tale. The kind that of love story that happened in the Bible. The kind of plot that transpired between Samson and Delilah whereby you are Delilah and I am Samson. When we met I can’t say I was the strongest of individuals…

I AM

I AM CROWNED BANTU *** “Ksss ksss” “Wassup shortie” “Talk to me cutie with a body” Fight me on this one, but I hate it when people address me by my body or simply by what they see. “Aissh…vera sidika relax…bootylicious usikasirike” I appreciate that you have noticed my beauty, but I believe that there…

CASES OF THE EXES

you leave but you don’t stay gone why do you do that why do you abandon that thing you want to keep why do you linger in a place, you don’t want to stay why do you think its okay to do both go and return all at once -Rupi Kaur *** I guess poetry…

MY COUNTRY PEOPLE

When I went to sleep, everything was perfectly okay. *** Just like every other enthusiastic citizen that wanted everything back to normal, I went to vote. I braved the adverse weather¬† and fear for my life. My brothers on the other hand put their tools down and picked banners and stones to support what they…

THE PETAL GAME

He loves me…he loves me not… When a boy tells you he loves,it i s probably the first time you will hear this from him and he will not do it in person. A text or a mere meme will do it. he will tell you he loves you on his way out of a…

A LETTER TO THE PAST

Dear future self, First things first, be alittle bit hard on yourself… Are you whom the person you are looking is looking for? You are consumed with finding the ‘right one for you’ but are you the right one for who you want? Are you the mirror image of what you would like to offer…

DEAR DEPRESSION

It has been a rough couple of day,weeks,months years. You have forever followed me like a shadow, and oh! Your still here. We have made it this far. I am proud of us. We did not commit suicide or give up on life amidst all the pain and frustration life has gifted us with. But…

LETTERS THAT MATTER

TO MY SON, This letter, unlike your sister’s Tafari, has been the hardest thing for me to write. With her I simply wrote things I wanted to hear from my mother and things that I heard, until it occured to me that with you I am free to recreate the image of the modern day…

MAN DOWN

He could not feel his legs and all he heard was a sharp ringing and high-pitched sound. There was so much dust in the air and debris all over. He could not see where he was and could not recall how he had gotten there. He must have been the only person there because he…

SCARRED BEAUTY

She had never been a bad person in her life, but she was many other things that many people never bothered to know. All she wanted was to be beautiful in his eyes, she was insecure. She¬† always went unnoticed and with each day, she craved for his attention. Every night her pillow was something…

STORY OF MY MOTHER

The story of the struggle of a single woman who was ready to defy all odds so that her daghter could live the large life