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You Are Bae

I have always loved to kiss my son’s head ever since he was born. It was such an intoxicating thing to do; I would gently place my entire face on his little head and inhale deeply (sometimes, drops of baby oil will zoom their way into my brain – but I did not care). I would stay there and just breathe; inhaling his natural baby scent mixed with man-made products.

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I Owe Her 

I am overwhelmed to be writing this piece; my fingers are tingling and my heart has been racing ever since Tuesday; two days ago.  I am constantly tired and I can feel my body being dragged behind strength (I don’t even know what that means! But I’ve been saying weird exciting things since Tuesday). Nevertheless, I am super duper excited and I have never been this eager to live life

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Sieve Mouths!

I am shocked by these kids in my secondary school and the words that trickle down their lips. It’s like their lips are sieves with no restraint and the words are liquid that just freely flush through the holes of their sievey mouths.  We have only spent 10 days in Jss1 and I know something about almost everyone’s family.  On the second day; orientation day, I met a small boy

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Bible Star

For as long as I can remember, I have always had weird thoughts. There are some days, a thought crosses my mind and I immediately start laughing or visibly shiver depending on the texture and weight of the thought.  When I was younger, it was the same thing. I remember one thought that persisted and it was this: that the Bible was an evolving book continuously being edited and so

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Me too, Baby rose

  On Being Two-Faced ‘How do you survive in this heat?’ she asks me ‘Well, the same way everyone does. Not surviving’ I reply and smile ‘Must be harder for you. They only sell face caps that do one way’ ‘Huh?’ ‘How do you protect your two faces from the sun?’ She smiles.   On Friendship In my interview with Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego, I enjoyed the genial atmosphere the

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A-drunka

‘Hello everybody, my name is Adora and I’m an alcoholic’ ‘Hi Adora!’ ‘Okay, the first time I took alcohol, it was dry gin in my mother’s hot room when I was 13. I was in Jss3 then and it was during the junior WAEC school extension. I had listened to the boarding students talk about how they got ‘high’ the previous night. One of them had even asked me if

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Witho*t U

Prompt: March 4 Twenty-five There are 26 letters in the English language, and we need every single one of them. Want proof? Choose a letter and write a blog post without using it. (Feeling really brave? Make it a vowel!)   Dear Mom, Happy Mothers’ Day. When I closed my eyes and picked the letter I picked from the box, I realized how hard a task this might be for

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Dear Jedediah

Prompt: Feb 9 Childhood Revisited Sure, you turned out pretty good, but is there anything you wish had been different about your childhood? If you have kids, is there anything you wish were different for them? Dear  Jedediah, I’m so nervous writing this letter as you’re the very reason why I started blogging; to leave you trails of evidence of my literary development (so we don’t have to argue about

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Rejoice?

Prompt: Feb 6 Choose your adventure Write a story or post with an open ending, and let your readers invent the conclusion. I am writing a story with an open ending but I do not even know where it starts. It’s sort of how life is. We can’t say, ‘Oh, here’s the beginning of this story’ neither can we say, ‘Oh, here’s the end’. But we know that everything has

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Okezika vs Zika Virus

Prompt:  Feb 2 Think Global, Act Local ‘Think Global, Act Local”, Write a post connecting a global issue to a personal one.   Looking back on how everything unfolded, I imagine that life was playing one terrible game on me. I do not know when I lost control of my fate, when everything I did was a pre-destined step towards ushering me into this unbearable pain I feel in my

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