For you with a heart lost in a sad life, the one whose songs have been shut out from light… February 2015 He skipped to Bode’s canopy wearing a white shirt that had seen more beautiful mornings under the sun a while after the games were over. He called out to me with his arms […]

When you realize that you are different from the rest, you try to think of how it came to be, you try to figure out why it is the way it is and not the way it should be. You think of what might have made the difference and you try hard to ignore or […]

As always, she’s smiling when you see her, radiating a light you wished you possessed. She bends slightly to whisper something into the ear of a girl seated next to her. They both burst out laughing and lean in close as though to ensure no one else hears their conversation. “They’re adorable,” your friend sighs, […]

How we met was one of those peculiar encountersYou don’t expect much, and you got more than you expectedWe spoke and spoke, then it happenedI knew I liked you, I felt it within myselfI woke up every time to read your textsMy sleep filled with pictures of youMy defenses cried “MAYDAY!“My offenses bolted “NO WAY!” […]

This kiss started three days ago when Ayo and I shared a handshake. Something happened when we touched skins and it lingered on after we finished greeting. Just like that, we were magnets, finding each other’s gaze from across the room and bumping into ourselves in a space that was small enough for a 3-year-old […]

In hindsight, he wasn’t handsome, eloquent, or generous, and neither was he ugly, inarticulate, or stingy. He was, to put it simply, the first man to make me look in the mirror and acknowledge who I am. Except for his six-foot-two-inch frame, I ordinarily would never have looked twice at him was I to walk […]

In the hallways of high school, Our hearts bonded like two irons in the hands of a blacksmith, Your seat beside mine, I could feel the heat of your love oozing out of you to me, You need not say it but I knew you would cross limits for me, You were always ready to […]

Many years of education and no one taught us how to love. Our parents practiced Storge love with us, but we grew up to realize that there is more to the feeling called love. For me, my first sexual experience wasn’t out of pure love; rather it was perhaps out of loneliness. I look back […]