I love the rawness of the beginning When I can see your heart in your throat every time you want to touch me but you’re…
*** The previous semester. I was not even planning on going for that party. Being a student leader, and a fourth year, there was a…
The thing about living in an apartment building is that it shreds you of privacy. I live in one. Mostly because it is affordable, and…
She moaned as he dismounted but it was more out of relief than pleasure. He slumped face down beside her, heaving and apparently too tired…
[This article first appeared on my bi-weekly column The Bachelor dated 12/01/2015 in The Modern African Guy website] You know that thing that people refer to as…
She sees the marks that raindrops left on the tarmac when they hit the ground, and immediately imagines how long it would take her to…
There are certain things that scratch my soul. Things like campus ladies who cannot spell, and therefore end up sending a message on Facebook that…
You know how they say addiction happens to you without you knowing it? That you start off thinking all you need is just one little…
The blackness in the room was thick, heavy; it sat across your face and killed you, black as behind a dead man’s eyes – you…
MOTHER: Dear baby boy, I can’t sleep I can’t think. I can’t even breathe. All I can think about is a crib, toys bottles and…