No Vernacular Speaking!
È jẹ kín rí etí gbó ọrọ jàre… Abeg make i hear word… You are speaking vernacular! All the while, there was a plan… to change our narratives and disrupt through distorted scams depicting theirs as the divine hand Ìdí
No Vernacular Speaking!
È jẹ kín rí etí gbó ọrọ jàre… Abeg make i hear word… You are speaking vernacular! All the while, there was a plan… to change our narratives and disrupt through distorted scams depicting theirs as the divine hand Ìdí
Transitions.
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Are we us!?
We are the combination We are the oscillation We are the culmination We are the intuition We are the confusion We are the causality Are we us?! We are Us Our we Us Us are We My Each heartbeat is
Are we us!?
We are the combination We are the oscillation We are the culmination We are the intuition We are the confusion We are the causality Are we us?! We are Us Our we Us Us are We My Each heartbeat is
Under the Dark skies… Joy?
Palpable tension oozing through denial Betrayal borne out of misinterpretation Pregnant pauses and temporal shifts Transference of difference Truth owned by fawnings of yearning… Pains providence stark in varied emotions Oxymoronic concoctions, veiled accounts of our stories The expressions of
Under the Dark skies… Joy?
Palpable tension oozing through denial Betrayal borne out of misinterpretation Pregnant pauses and temporal shifts Transference of difference Truth owned by fawnings of yearning… Pains providence stark in varied emotions Oxymoronic concoctions, veiled accounts of our stories The expressions of
The Lives of Others. Other selves
The bustle of footsteps on the concourse as commuters dance in differing directions heading to alternate locations. We pan up to see the Kolamide sitting on the left passenger waiting bench looking directly at an enchanting blue cashmere scarf wrapped
The Lives of Others. Other selves
The bustle of footsteps on the concourse as commuters dance in differing directions heading to alternate locations. We pan up to see the Kolamide sitting on the left passenger waiting bench looking directly at an enchanting blue cashmere scarf wrapped
Questions of Love
Why is it you don’t just speak of what’s on your mind?, Can’t you see the further we drift the greater the rift creates a bigger divide… What is it you see or have as expectations of me?, where we
Questions of Love
Why is it you don’t just speak of what’s on your mind?, Can’t you see the further we drift the greater the rift creates a bigger divide… What is it you see or have as expectations of me?, where we
Loves lobes
Speak to me of love that hasn’t been steeped in mumpsimus, a love that dwells constantly in the narrative of evolution… Speak to me as though i were a stranger that gives you uncomfortable ease… Show me the delectable demure
Loves lobes
Speak to me of love that hasn’t been steeped in mumpsimus, a love that dwells constantly in the narrative of evolution… Speak to me as though i were a stranger that gives you uncomfortable ease… Show me the delectable demure
A cold snap shift…
I was on my way back from a pre contract meeting when I see a missed call from my Niece Fara and then a call comes in from my eldest sister Yetunde my heart skips a beat because her and I aren’t
A cold snap shift…
I was on my way back from a pre contract meeting when I see a missed call from my Niece Fara and then a call comes in from my eldest sister Yetunde my heart skips a beat because her and I aren’t
Some May Say… A barren plight… Some would say.
A being barren is only the speacious speculation of a woman’s liberation, some would say….
Some May Say… A barren plight… Some would say.
A being barren is only the speacious speculation of a woman’s liberation, some would say….
Cerebral Causality 