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THE FOOL

You are lying naked on your bed, watching the latest season of Elite from your phone and thinking about how their pathetic love and sex lives looked just like your

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I Hate Saturdays

You used to love Saturdays because of him. You loved the bustle and the quiet moments that the weekend brought. You loved the leisurely passion that you both woke up

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BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR

(i) “Two Queens stand before me,” says the voice from your laptop’s speakers. “Ladies, this is your last chance to impress me and to save yourselves from elimination.” Your concentration

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SOUL MATES

I’ve always wondered what the concept of love at first sight means. Is it souls connecting? Or the desires of the flesh reaching an apex of utmost certainty? Or a

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FROM THE BED’S POINT OF VIEW

FOREWORD: After reading Alté Jay’s story about possibly finding love with his dark-skinned Grindr hookup, I thought about someone whose voice hadn’t been heard, whose side of the story hadn’t

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THE HOUSEKEEPER

During my three-year stay in Abuja, I got employed as domestic staff to make some cash while on holiday. I went in every two days to clean the apartment. He

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LIVING AGAIN

We were both quarreling that day. Our voices were raised and angry. My voice especially, a sharp tongue scissoring the air, had not a single pause in it. How could

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BETWEEN DELLE AND DENNIS MACAULAY

Dennis is in his late thirties and works as a university professor in one of the universities in Southern Nigeria. He is married with two children, but since his family

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DAMNED IF YOU DO, DAMNED IF YOU DON’T

There are a lot of words that can be used to replace fear. Trepidation, horror, fright, terror, panic, alarm, agitation… All of these, and more, were what you felt when

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EVERYTHING GOOD WILL COME (Part 2)

Previously on EVERYTHING GOOD WILL COME…   5 You fell into depression days later. You were as broken as you were self-loathing. You couldn’t see a possible future where everything