Black Youth

UNVERSED | MO PRIYE

This work is inspired by events untrue. Certain characters, names, incidents have not been fictionalized for writing purposes. However, this work of fiction is X-rated; not suitable for readers who aren’t eligible...

If I Die Young…

In primary school, I remember eating off my cuticle and this leading to a full-blown whitlow. For days I was in pain. It was the sort of pain that made a nine-year-old ask God why He didn’t answer prayers. It was...

FvCK YOU

First time I saw you was at our first group meeting where you turned up looking like you walked straight out of Looney Toons. Pink shirt, pink shoes, animated face and body so skinny my boy Kay swore he could split you...

Silence

All you have to do is make them laugh. There wasn’t an iota of doubt in his voice as he said those words. They just came; soft and easy. Perhaps that was the way he had it with the ladies; soft and easy. Like the...

Hope

It was somewhere between life and death Somewhere between addiction and sobriety Somewhere between sadness and its delight Somewhere between wails and silence Somewhere between mourning and joy Somewhere between giving...

A Toast to Greater Things

The blog is here. Finally. Strangely, I had a blog once. But I had to stop for circumstances that were beyond my capacity. There was the commitment the blog needed. Also, there were things I needed to learn. They were...

The Things We Do For Love

Stories are memories. Memories are the ingredients that make our monotonous existence colorful. There’s always the blandness that accompanies every situation; and there’s always a story. That story is what...

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