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A blog to inspire
How can a child mother a child?
A girl your age flaunts her breathe in the dazzling emotions of “boju boju ”
Maimuna children’s day just stormed away, and I hardly saw you cleave to the whisper of excitement.
I know you have forgotten how to be a child though your eyes still read 13.
Hold on, let’s take a minute to laugh again shall we?
My writing or should I say blogging ministry is over,
The last time I saw my period, my feelings were minding thier bussiness and my breast swayed without a flick of pain.
(A letter to every woman)
A woman’s relevance, rises above the pointing heads of misconceptions , belief’s, and traditions,
TALES OF A BLACK WOMAN..ISSUE 4
Dark areola’s, nausea and two red lines were enough evidence to throw the words “I’M PREGNANT ”
The sole mother solo and alone, looking at her child, the product of her submissiveness, closed in her innocence she reminiscences her last encounter of bonding in between the sheets,
“Come” he said, it was one of those invites I was supposed to dance at as my brain cells knew him as my uncle,
I wish I told you before our feelings became familiar friends that my sexuality bagged a problem,
That I couldn’t be the man deep into romantic interactions because my masculinity was kidnapped in the chattering footsteps of that “assault”.
Guess who brought you her latest discovery just because there is love in sharing?
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