Author: Oluwayemisi Fakeye
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23 like Jordan.
What a day that was- The Cavemen When I decide to write anything, I get caught up in my insecurity despite prior accolades. I think, ‘uh, uh‘, now they will know I really cannot write and write really well. I am almost undone, then I pull out a notepad and as I approach the clean…
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23 like Jordan.
What a day that was- The Cavemen When I decide to write anything, I get caught up in my insecurity despite prior accolades. I think, ‘uh, uh‘, now they will know I really cannot write and write really well. I am almost undone, then I pull out a notepad and as I approach the clean…
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may your road be rough
Baltimore- Nina Simone Every morning at 6:30am, my mom would wake us up. It was her dream for us to start the day with a family prayer time. My Dad was more relaxed about it, but for my mom, it was important. We’d sing the same praise songs, take turns saying a short prayer, and…
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Even in seasons of changes.
Man of the Year- Seyi Vibez A few days ago, my cousin, Jessica had some friends over to see us at the university. While we cracked jokes with them and attempted to cajole them into getting us dinner, one of them looked at us and said, “but you just resumed, food plenty for house” and…
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all i do now is listen to music and make things up.
Asake’s Mogbe It’s quite amusing how this song has been out for the longest time but has only now opened its profound meaning before my eyes. Asake, in his artistry, paints a canvas of authentic love, or perhaps, how he envisions it to be. He extols the virtues of embracing a fresh love, free from…
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‘omo aye o kin je oju aye’
Growing up, there was one thing all my extended family members and friends would tell you about my mother. My mom was one of the youngest, most intelligent strict lecturers with honors in pharmacy. All of these achievements stood nowhere close to how much pepper she always put in food. I grew up believing that…
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big twenty-two
Ask About Me- Mohbad When I was about nine, I ran into a glass door. I remember what the moments felt like. I looked at the door and thought it was open. Full on speed, I ran and for a split second I felt myself float. I was woken by my aunt’s loud cry ‘blood…
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twenty-who?
My parents often tell me the story of how armed robbers came to the house on my second birthday. My second birthday was one of the most unconventional but ‘we finally made it’ moments for my parents. You see, I was named Oluwayemisi because my arrival as unexpected and unplanned as it was coming with…
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‘Wer rastet, der rostet’.
He Who Rests Grows Rusty One of the things every late female bloomer can relate to is the innate hatred of singlets. You are in high school half of the class is already wearing a sport bra at the very least but then there is you wearing a singlet and waiting for your nipples to…
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red lights and nights to remember
Crazy Lover- The Cavemen Right now, I have lost my voice. Partly from a bug which my friend, Tise has given to me. It would be dishonest to not mention that I spent last night partying with my friends, a huge shift from last year. I decided to listen to the cavemen tonight. They somehow…
YOU ARE! 