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CHANGE STARTS WITH YOU (An Open Letter To The Gays)

Guys are not supposed to cry. Guys should not wear pink. Boys should not play with dolls. Men should just chest it and keep a strong face for everyone.  

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Are There Really Any Strict Tops?

I’ve noticed the recent conversation surrounding sex roles, and considering my experiences in the past, I just have to ask: Is there any such thing as a Strict Top, or

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A DIFFERENT KIND OF SHAME

Internalized homophobia is something we’re all familiar with in our community, an evil we can spot right off the bat when the person it’s plaguing starts projecting it. It is

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NIGHT ON BABATUNDE STREET

Thoughts of that night still snake into my consciousness like a dream. It has been a few years, and yet I still cannot believe the incidents of that night. Like

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THE UGLY SIDE OF LOVE

Growing up, I had crushes on both boys and girls. But my father was a pastor and so, exploring my homosexual crushes wasn’t something I could do. However, I tried

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STEALING HER WAY TO ME

I am a very reserved 23-year-old woman and like most queer Nigerians, I have been very discreet about my sexuality, especially around my homophobic family. I am so closeted that

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FIRST LOVE. LAST LOVE?

I am almost 30 years old this day, and I cannot believe how much he still makes me feel like the love-struck boy he got to know years ago. Jonathan

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THE LOVE OF A BOY (Part 2)

Previously on THE LOVE OF A BOY… * Skipping class in public schools, like my previous one, was a thrill. The school wasn’t fenced, and there was the town on

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THE LOVE OF A BOY

How to begin… Okay, I am Yusuf. Like many a gay man, I knew I was different from an early age. I knew there was something about guys that I

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SEEING DADA

Dada, the fine boy with the kissable lips – that is how I characterized him the first time I set my eyes on him. I was fifteen years old then