DEAR ‘SANKOFA’, I WISH I WAS DUMB! (Pt,1)
I’ve been intelligent all my life, too intelligent. I place too much value on my mind and I know it. It gets in the way of experiencing life, of even…
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Ayamba Tangban
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NOSTALGIA? I DON’T EVEN KNOW!
You tell me you regret her, that you wished I was your first, I look at you with distain because you know the mistakes I’ve made, I wonder, Will you…
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A TEEN OR EIGHTEEN?
by Chamberlain Dre A skinny young woman stood shivering on that cold foggy evening, selling colourful tomatoes with her baby on her arms. It was quite a tragic sight; matted hair, rumpled…
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The 40 Most Influential Nigerians in Art, Fct Abuja.
By the Unruly ODUMODU BLVCK ODUMODUBLVCK is yet another of the hip hop community based in Abuja. But unlike others, He is a man of enigmatic style and to which…
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These Celebrities Completely Slayed At The Oscars.
Tracee Ellis Ross in Carolina Herrera. Camila Mendes in Carolina Herrera. Jessica Chastain in Gucci. Zendaya in Valentino Kristen Stewart in Chanel. Rebel Wilson in Moschino. Timothee Chalamet, shirtless in…
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If You’ve Been Served ‘Breakfast,’ Read This.
This was written months ago. I feel insane enough to share this now. Breakfast | A Nigerian slang for a broken heart. —Recently, my friend called me to check up…
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Profound Quotes from ‘We’re Going To Need More Wine’ – A book by Gabrielle Union.
Siri, play I Am Woman – By Helen Reddy I have loved Gabrielle Union from a distance. She was the cheerleader you loved to hate on Bring It On, the…
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Even when it Hurts- Conversations about Depression and Suicide.
PART 1: Siri, Play Even When It Hurts – By Hillsong United. — Before we begin, there shouldn’t be vagueness about this, only the most certain clarity that you are…
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ASUNDER – A COLLECTION OF POEMS.
By Ayamba. ACCEPTANCE. No need to break my heart,No need to use your words to tear me apart.No need to peel my skin until I become unrecognizable.We don’t have to…
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The Last Six Months.
By Ayamba. “It was a question I had worn on my lips for days – like a loose thread on my favorite sweater I couldn’t resist pulling – despite knowing…
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