The Blame Game

Nothing I can say will make this post more brilliant.

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I heard of the news of the 200 missing girls in Chibok, some days after it had happened and I was distraught. When I was in boarding school, there was this man who used to come to the girl’s dormitory to spy on us. He never harmed any of us but it was still unsettling knowing there was an unknown male with unknown intentions creeping around at night. The school authorities didn’t care much and rather insisted we were bringing in our lovers under the guise of an intruder.
I figured the story couldn’t be much different before the attack on the school at Chibok.
I shared a petition online to urge the Nigerian president intensify the search for the girls. From what I had gathered then, he was seemingly unconcerned. It became a personal cause for me. I changed my display pictures on social media to that of an…

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Social Politics

I wrote this a while ago, maybe a month, but I thought I'd wait for a time when I actually felt it was relevant enough presently for me to post. Well, now it is. The school's new dining table allocations came out and so this string of thoughts began again. So, here it is, something… Continue reading Social Politics

Her Bottom On Me

Words never cease to fascinate me.

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She feels heavy with the weight of her bottom warming my laps, encouraging and engraving her shape onto mind and hardening my wood. But I don’t mind. Her inner thighs are wet; it’s from the sun, I’m sure, because there’s no way my less than important existence could’ve stimulated the little beads of sweat on her skin. I couldn’t tell whether the soft sigh she let out meant she was nervous or just tired but I wanted to do all I could to relieve her stress. She leans her back into my chest and I feel my sole purpose in this world is to support her, so I will. She puts some strain on my legs but I’ll hold her up; I promise, I will. I’ll bear her load and the weight she carries until she feels at rest. But then she’ll go. I’ll see her hourglass figure move further…

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