Peace, be still The silence drowns out The noise of the world In your arms, I am tranquil Calm and at rest Your warm embrace Brings time to a halt Your heartbeat Is in rhythm with mine As we dance in the moonlight Our love, souls and hands intertwine I know deep down I am... Continue Reading →
He undoes me Everyday, I unravel just a little bit His words put me back together He undoes me The moments we spend together Heals me just a little bit each second He undoes me Time and time again Every minute I spend in his presence He undoes me I am undone by him I... Continue Reading →
“My name is Kehinde Oyegun but you can call me Kay,” the lady replied with a wide smile. “So why did you come to Cape Ingrood?” Eva asked. “Why does anyone come to the Cape for a weekend? To find love, of course.” She had a hint of a Nigerian accent.“Kehinde, that’s an interesting name.... Continue Reading →
Decked out in her floral, maroon-coloured Noji Art bou-bou, E.J gave her make-up a final once over. Her signature Ruby Woo/Bridgerton Rouge lip and her faux Cindy Crawford-esque mole were always the perfect accents to her full-face beat. She picked up her Samsung S23 Ultra and took a selfie, as insurance, to make sure it... Continue Reading →
“I just need to get my outdoor wheelchair gloves from the top drawer. I will be with you lickety-split.” E.J. bellowed to Dr Patel, her awesome and amazing carer. Dr Patel had arranged the ramp outside. Since buying the Whill C2, getting out of the house was a tad tedious. E.J. parked the wheelchair at... Continue Reading →
Crash. Crash. I looked down. My legs were shaped like scythes. Instantly, I knew that something was wrong. A chill ran down my spine. I asked the people who rescued me from the car, “Am I going to die?” They assured me that I wasn’t. Today was 21st April 2014 (aka Easter Monday), I would... Continue Reading →
As a 90s baby, I was very familiar with the sitcom, Will and Grace. This side-splitting series, in its prime was (and still is) considered to be ground-breaking, depicting an insanely close relationship between a gay man (portrayed by Eric McCormack) and a straight woman (portrayed by the red-headed siren, Debra Messing). On a hot... Continue Reading →
Lagos is a vibrant cornucopia of colourful individuals. It’s a vibrant place, full of life and traffic-clogged streets. Cars race by, the markets are filled with a symphony of different dialects, the skyscrapers have stood the test of time and the hawkers on the road sell everything from oranges to paintings. However, there is a... Continue Reading →
Many a person have gone or will go on a quest; a journey of self-discovery to figure out who they are in this crazy, tragically beautiful world. The topic of individual or collective identity is complex, multi-layered and multifaceted. A kaleidoscope, if you will. There seems to be a new box added to official forms... Continue Reading →
This is the tale of two cities. Lagos and London. One has a healthcare system that would make you weep. The other, so advanced, it would make you smile. Let us begin. The BeginningCrash. Crash. The helpful passersby extricated me carefully from the wreckage. The pain was unimaginable, rippling through my body, one nerve at... Continue Reading →
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