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Seven Common Relationship Mistakes Gay Men Make

Originally published on post.aazah.com Straight, Gay, LGBT – we all want to have a great relationship, but some of us just don’t know how to keep one. Here are some

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HE IS AKIN

Writer’s Note: The following narration is a work of fiction inspired by true life events. * I was hidden in the crowd the day it happened – the day he

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A STATE OF OUR UNION (Part 2)

Previously on A STATE OF OUR UNION… * A few minutes after my return to the bonfire, Cloud came over to me to tell me he’d be sleeping over at

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A STATE OF OUR UNION

To write or not to write? That was the first dilemma. Then it became the issue of relevance, graduated to the issue of importance, and finally became an issue of

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Something Said About Men And Women

I recently happened upon this Facebook post, another perspective on the gender disparity between men and women, updated by Uju Okorie, and I simply had to share. Check on it

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FIRST TIME: THE RETRIBUTION

Previously on Max’s story of his First Time… * Darkness and despair overtook me, I felt like I’d been hit by a fast moving train. I sobbed uncontrollably, and while

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WATER, THICKER THAN BLOOD

It was exactly 1.30am and I’d just concluded a very long conversation with Absalom. We have a habit of engaging on LGBT themed discussions and sometimes, it gets quite heated.

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FIRST TIME: THE BETRAYAL

FOREWORD: Ever since Max wrote the prequel to this nonfictional piece titled FIRST TIME: THE BEGINNING in July last year, because I knew there was an ending he hadn’t told

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REMEMBERING HELL, PRAYING FOR HEAVEN

I met Daniel years ago. He was a broken soul. But he had the brightest smile I had ever seen. He reminded me of me. We were both so damaged,

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THE WEIRDEST CONVERSATION

Ko! Ko!! Ko!!! Brought back to earth by the knock on my toilet door, I inquired tersely, “Taani?!” Who is that?! Even though I knew who it was, I didn’t