Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders, let me walk upon the waters… Don’t tell me why you love me. Keep that to yourself. I don’t ever want …
Perhaps the saddest thing about this image is that I see myself but without my kids. Anyway, don’t read this story. My life is a movie. I never thought …
Lipstick gloss. I’ve caught myself thinking about it lately. Now, it’s not some thought I get lost in hoping that my more logical side would stroll by and snap me …
I think clowns are the saddest characters created; no nuance, just straight out comic. There is nothing funny about this world, and to be subjected to producing comedy with no …
Dear male reader, Productivity. Hence, again, I need must implore you to bear with me over the delay in the letter concerning hair and its symbolism. I do not …
Dear Oparawhyte Writer, I hope this letter offends you. I hope it offends you enough to pick up your pen and write, and should it fail to do so …
Dear male reader, Welcome to a new year! I was going to start out this year talking about hair. I think that the subject matter of hair is to …
It’s January 2nd, and it marks the annual celebration of National Science Fiction Day. It is no coincidence that Isaac Asimov, a famous science fiction writer and professor of biochemistry, …
The sight of a butterfly is proof a garden is close. Or not. Well, I thought that line was a strong hook. Is this me, perhaps, saying this will be …
Dear Big Papi, Afang-melon. I watched Nonso down his swallow with this concoction of a soup that irritated my gut. I couldn’t understand it! Just have either Afang or Melon! …