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Dear Mother

Dear Mother,   I hate cooking. I. HATE. COOKING. You know it never came naturally to me. I’ve always had to write down your recipes because I never really understood the entire concept of cooking. At first, I worried that maybe there was something wrong with me, I mean, every ‘normal’ girl should know how […]

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African Girl

Don’t climb trees, our mothers told us, the boys would get a good view; keep your hair away from your face and smile. Smile like this when you like a person and like this when you don’t. Don’t slouch; no, that does not mean you should chest out either! What are you, a wrestler? Tufiakwa! […]

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THE CLUB OF GOD FEARING MEN: EPISODE 12

See Reader’s Note after the story 😉   Genesis had been propositioned a number of times in his not-so-long life; when he was seventeen, their twenty-three year old next door neighbour had offered her ‘services’ if he wanted experience with a ‘real woman’. His first blow job had been in his third year in the […]

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THE CLUB OF GOD-FEARING MEN: EPISODE 3

Genesis was not exactly a connoisseur of churches but he had been to his fair share of them to know which was which. He had also grown up with a righteous, religious mother. He knew there were different kinds of churches. The body of Christ had long divided itself, he observed. There was the come-as-you-are […]

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THE CLUB OF GOD-FEARING MEN: EPISODE 2

When he was six, Genesis had given his life to Christ before the congregation of children. It was his first attempt at that and he could faintly recall the childish excitement that had plowed through him as he stood among others, bowing his head and repeating those words after the children teacher. He had taken […]

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THE CLUB OF GOD-FEARING MEN: EPISODE 1

THE CLUB OF GOD-FEARING MEN: EPISODE 1 The alarm clock plus the continuous jabs to his back caused his eyes to peel open in a slow unhurried manner. “Ahn ahn, wetin sef?” he croaked, rolling on his side. “Seven ‘o’ clock don knack, dude. You don forget today na Sunday?” The owner of the voice was Sly whose real […]

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Letter to Chimamanda

Dear Chimamanda, RE: WE SHOULD ALL BE FEMINISTS I love your first name. It is very beautiful and unique and I think you are very beautiful too. Maybe I will name my daughter after you someday, if I have a daughter or any child for that matter. Why ‘if’? Well because the world is bad […]

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www You steal a glance over your right shoulder at the door. It stays shut. You turn back to your laptop. .xnx … Your right pointer hovers over the next key. Your breathing slows almost to a stop; while your heart drums itself silly, you feel moistness form on your forehead. You fight it, with […]