Igbo Kwenu

Intricate scarves piled high on women’s heads. Ankara cloths in every colour decorated with lace, silk, and gold embroidery, draped across their bodies. Blood red beads dangled from their necks and wrists in elegant display. Igbo Kwenu. Men grouped together with feathered caps tilted just so on the crowns of their heads. Elders with longContinue reading “Igbo Kwenu”

We are the Freedom Fighters

Bia nga, umuaka. Listen to me, and listen well, to times God saw, before you came. God’s own tears were, felt all day. The air so thick, it could be sliced in half, take a piece, put it in your mouth, taste despair, within our nation. All of us, could taste it there. Smell fleshContinue reading “We are the Freedom Fighters”

The Bedroom of Love

Before I enter, I could feel it, engulfing me like a duvet on a bitter, winter’s night…from the deep, musky smell of your cologne, a mixture of burnt oak and sweet vanilla notes, that I deeply inhale everytime you are close….from the calming notes of blues and reggae escaping from the stereo on your windowsill,Continue reading “The Bedroom of Love”

why did i lose you?

i remember your cheeky laughter and curly hair and the way it’d dance in the wind your jokes were bad but i always grinned then why tell me why did i lose you for you are a treasure if only i knew if only my stubbornness would melt away your tight embrace would make thingsContinue reading “why did i lose you?”