To The Man Who Taught Me to Knot My Tie
With sobbing eyes,
We watched a golden heart stop beating,
hard working hands stopped moving,
strong legs stopped shaking
and a powerful mind at the end of a life cycle. Continue Reading
Death
F*ck Cancer! (A tribute for my Auntie Joyce)
I honestly had a personal therapist in her – she listened, offered advice, and made no judgments.
Still hard to believe she was not even the sister of my mother or father (you know African Aunties need no bloodline). Continue Reading
The Tragedy of a Goddess 3
Your death was unprecedented. It came at a time when you already recovered. You cannot be blamed for leaving the church yard—it is normal for any patient to be discharged when he or she feels recovered—and in no way should anyone think the opposite. Continue Reading
The Tragedy of a Goddess - Part 1
It has been over two decades since you lost your life to poisoned food. Looking back today, I realize a virtue you instilled in me. You taught me that for every experience that makes me feel wretched, I should never allow silence to overcome my ability to speak up Continue Reading
By Your Side
Last night I had a dream
In that dream I died, I woke up as an eagle
I flew across the seven seas to meet you
But you left
to mourn my death
I was the color black, you wore me in your times of grief
So I went back and became a tree
I grew in your backyard
And watched you sleep
I became your blanket
