It’s a story I could not tell before, my tongue tied by a delicate bow of velvet grief So smooth against my heart for the last decade that I hardly noticed the crack in it as much, the bow covering my entire heart, crack and all. That I almost forgot. Reminded only and often by […]
Repost from: http://www.sapeople.com/2015/04/20/nigerian-thoughts-on-phobias-xenophobia-south-africa/ My name is Lovelyn Chidinma Nwadeyi. I am a Nigerian. Born in Nigeria to two Nigerian parents. Raised in Queenstown, Eastern Cape by those same Nigerian parents right up until I completed my Bachelors at Stellenbosch. Growing up in South Africa, I was always reminded by those around me that I was different […]
I said goodbye, and your blink never happened. You missed it as my face closed, and the shadows within my heart, shuttered over it, inflamed by your indifference and your missing awareness. I remember the moment that my goodbye became final, when I realized that no matter how hard or how long I knocked, you […]
I walked in alone. Unaccompanied. Escorted only by vivid memories of you, and echoes of your laughter. The reggae enveloped me and the beat stirred my heart. I missed you then, more than my every day I-miss-Attika swings… With a ferocity that brought forth a spring
Tears stack upon fears, with one looming over it all, threatening to still my heart. Solitude and doubt reign supreme especially on days like these… I keep waiting for your call, it never comes. And it kills me. I play back your voicemail. And it kills me. Again and Again. Tears stack upon a back […]
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