I am immensely strong And at times the strength wanes, only showing weakness But it is still strength I am exceptionally beautiful Yet on strange days, this beauty fades into a mirror of comparisons and doubt Sometimes, I can feel my body holding space The touch of my skin The days I have left I … Continue reading In Times Of Distress
In a moment of clarity, I deleted the multiple Word Documents filled with half-finished writing. I understand my purpose now. At least, partly. I feel better than I have in a year. I see that there is enough time ahead of me. That, I don’t have to live so quickly. I can learn the graphic … Continue reading A moment of clarity
I am not a strong black woman.I only have the power to be stretched thinand not thinner like they say I should I cry when I feel pressuredI crack in the face of adversityI am not a mother of all nationsIn fact, the thought of child bearing scares me What makes a black woman strong?Is … Continue reading Strong Black Woman
We are too used to promises here Too comfortable with sweet words of "next year" With conditions Like "if you vote for us" And applause, accolades for nothing Cutting ribbons, commissioning buildings Press conferences, grammar on grammar Sentences that really mean nothing Nigeria, we hail thee for thy incompetence I am spent with crying out … Continue reading Nigeria.
I am at a loss with millions of emotions jumbled up inside of me Who and most importantly what, do I want? I am simply confused at crossroads and do not know which path to take My mind is full of questions that I do not yet have answers to Is this what growing up … Continue reading Growing Up