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CW: Depictions of violence The first time I hear Cinderella, Mother is crying slow, deliberate tears that gather at the corners of her eyes before releasing themselves down the steep ridge of her cheekbone. Each one catches the fractured afternoon light like something briefly precious before vanishing into the collar of her kanga, which has […]

after Nikki Giovanni’s “resignation” (for you, you, & you)i love you because our mothers say nothing is more worse than eating alone so we eat iyán & ègúsí from the same bowl brotherman you who would wrestle a blue whale for my sake i love you because of all the steep mountains & the hills […]

The first frame is steady: smoke in the distance; a montage of bodies— singers and drummers, acrobats, names forfeited momentarily to their craft. Drumbeats for a cue, almost an epiphany, and you pan for signs in a portion of the square alien to gardening. It is a given: the bàtá rhythm heralding the masquerades now […]

I returned from ‘Asri prayer and brought out Michelle Obama’s Becoming from my bag. I fumbled into my small bag pack and slipped out my Airpods. I mentioned to my roommates that I was going out to read. I bought Becoming last year and I’d been finding it quite difficult to flip past the tenth […]

In early October 2021, I was reading a book on Wattpad titled, All Good Things, written by a Canadian author named Renee Racine. It was a lighthearted read—because laughter is something I desperately needed—and I found something rather unexpected in it; I found myself. To give you a wee bit of summary, the story is […]