Like a gluttonous seagull successfully grabbing a tourist’s pizza with its beak and flying away triumphantly with the cheesy loot, W was gone. My girlfriend visited Vancouver last week and as a wonderful hostess, Baby A and I decided to indulge her photo-taking obsession by taking a walk from Granville down to Waterfront. It was … Continue reading A Walk to Waterfront
Category: Relationship
Legs
Working out has been an exercise in futility, Deji thinks to himself. Ha! Another pun, he chuckles out loudly. He has a bizarre knack of seeking out puns in day to day dialogue with himself and others. He knows he should be more upset but he just can’t. If anything, the whole thing seems laughable. … Continue reading Legs
Saying goodbye to my atheist
'You don’t get it, do you?’, Olanma says and walks out of The Peachy Tea Cafe where she had met up with Obiora. As the cafe’s door closes behind her, she exhales so loudly that the fat pigeon happily pecking away at breadcrumbs thrown by an elderly Asian lady, who’s seated sleepily on one of … Continue reading Saying goodbye to my atheist
My whole world
I had a nightmare last night. In it, strong hands were around my slim neck. A hard slap caused my teeth to break the skin of my inner right cheek. A forceful shove and I was face down kissing the earth. Except when I now put a hand on my face, I know it wasn’t … Continue reading My whole world
Over a pot of stew
‘Ha!’, Nkoli exclaims and scratches her scalp under her newly installed weave covered protectively in a large bonnet. Her thick thighs open and close rapidly to the beat of her racing heart. She’s seated on the edge of her bed facing the closed door. She’s waiting. She’s been waiting for the knob of the door … Continue reading Over a pot of stew
BOOK REVIEW: ‘The Secret Lives Of Baba Segi’s Wives’ and ‘Yinka, Where is Your Huzband?’
Another sunny morning today in beautiful Metro Vancouver. My eyes are blood shot (again) as I look upon my reflection in the mirror. Drool and breast milk spots redesign the top of my pink PJ. As I wash my hands in the bathroom sink and walk over to the nursery to pick up my angel … Continue reading BOOK REVIEW: ‘The Secret Lives Of Baba Segi’s Wives’ and ‘Yinka, Where is Your Huzband?’
Musings in the gym
During my post-workout stretches, I like to reflect and on this day, I remembered a novel I had read as a teen in high school. The novel is the 1891 published ‘Tess of the d’Urbervilles’. Years after high school, I re-read that novel to the point it ripped in so many places from wear. The … Continue reading Musings in the gym
Weary TTC Chic
TTC: An acronym I have become familiar with quite well. For those of you unfamiliar with the term, TTC means ‘trying to conceive’. As a little girl, I had a picture of my future adult self. I saw myself dressed in a beautiful Ankara blouse and skirt, with a scarf loosely tied around my natural … Continue reading Weary TTC Chic
One superficial advantage of my African Hubs
In my single, dating years, I was always busy in the bathroom during spring and summer. Busy shaving! ...because, you see, I am super hairy and the culture around hair on women in Canada is a big no no! Ironically, even during winter, I couldn't live my best, hairy life in peace because my white … Continue reading One superficial advantage of my African Hubs
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