Aneju just couldn’t sit still. She paced around her big office like a fly being chased by the back of a slipper. Aneju was insatiable and Zika was annoyed. “Abu please bring water for me.” Aneju said to the big man that stood at her door. …

I will die on a hot Tuesday afternoon, in the comforting strong arms of my once lover. I will struggle with my blood tightening my chest and my blood flowing in all the wrong directions of my body. He will look down at me with irritation and the funniest scowl…

Nabilah thought about the multitude of sins she must have committed to lead her to this grand punishment that stood in her living room. It could be just one big misdemeanor but she couldn’t think far back enough of any that deserved this. …

No but you don’t get it. *Blank* is very nice to me, they are very sweet 6 out 10 times. They compromise with who I am even though they don’t have to. That’s what true love is — compromise. They compromise my entire personality and character and I am thankful…

My hair is over 3 months old today. Yes, I know I said I would pack it in a hundred and one different hairstyles before I take them out and I know I said I’d take so many instagram worthy pictures with these braids but I did not exactly have…

“How do you know Kachi?” I lied to him and shrugged when he asked me this, even though I knew, I knew from the first time Jachike looked at me how stupidly easy it was to fall in love. The Saturday I met Jachike I was incredibly sad, the truth…

The above title is available for a proposed rock song name. Firstly, I would like to properly define myself as a hobby whore. I pick up a hobby, think it’s the greatest thing that has ever happened to me and then I stop returning their calls and air their texts…

In my junior secondary school, every Tuesday (or was it Wednesday?) we would gather in our classes and sing praise and worship songs mindlessly, moving from song to song, swaying from side to side and clapping twice after every lyric. …

Listen, I make a lot of plans, lists, written down agendas, whatever you want to call it. I’m the type of person to make lists of three or four things because I’m not confident that I’ll be able to get anything done without having post anxiety that I missed or…