For Avery

Disclaimer: If I go missing after this, his girlfriend did it.  Hehe.
Now back to our regular schedule.

Hey you,
I realize I never thank you for the new music you send me. So here it is. I appreciate the new music you send to me and I have so much fun trying to figure out what you felt when you listened to it and how you discovered it. Thank you for giving me a few minutes of respite from all the stress. You are really awesome, in case you haven’t already been told. And now I’m rambling. Don’t forget that you rock, but don’t let it get to your head either :p.

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Ojijiayomi

Escaping through

“Anything that goes through the pain of coming out of a vagina deserves a name”            

Science defines the vagina as an elastic, muscular tube that connects the cervix of the uterus to the vulva and exterior of the body. It is located in the pelvic body cavity posterior to the urinary bladder and anterior to the rectum. How can something so small and simple be so big and complex? it is the passage of life and the destruction of men; ask Samson, ask Solomon.

So, if I decide to name my stillborn child albeit these dire circumstances, name him I shall. For my vagina’s sake, for its suffering, its stretching and retracting, for the pain it went through. Anything that goes through the pain of coming out of a vagina deserves a name, whether it is dead or alive. So I shall name my child Ojijiayomi which translates…

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Love…Unrequited

Beautiful!!!

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Love is beautiful when you both experience it
maybe not at the same time, like an earth-shattering orgasm
when the stars align and your souls unite
and the calmness that comes with the dust settling around you
makes you both understand the power of what you both feel
But love is painful, and the attraction to that pain
like a moth to a flame, is something you also understand
because the longing is testament to what you are, what your humanity is
that one day “He said she said they said they’ll love me back”

Love, unrequited love
how annoyingly painful you are
I kick myself repeatedly and refuse to qualify this phenomenon with the word beauty
What is beautiful about a love that is not returned
when I have all this generosity to give, and you sit there poker-faced uncaring
You identify with the closeness Adele Adkins belts out…

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Fire…

Feels like I wrote this… Love it!

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I don’t want a cold heart
I want blood vessels and nerves and a beating organ aflame
every time I see you
I want heat
I want passion
I don’t want boredom
Come on don’t be passive, I want you to burn me
make me feel like I’m nothing without your presence
Let me feel your absence
Knowing there would be an abscess if you’re not present
And this play on words is insufficient
because all I want to feel is this aching dull pain in the pit of my gut
that hurts and hurts and feels good because you are the source
I want to pine for you and consume you when you’re around me
I don’t want to be with you out of pity or obligation
I’m selfish because I don’t want to share you
I want to be like that kid in the candy store staring longingly…

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rain, rain, go away

Setting The Barre

You know how they say “when it rains, it pours”?  Well I think sometimes it pours so much that the ground can’t absorb or displace it and the earth implodes on itself, leaving the atmosphere in a foggy haze of quiet disorder.  Of course, eventually the rumbling vibrations from such an explosion dissipate, and the smokey clouds begin to clear so the sun can blink towards the squinting earth, greeting its old friend trepidatiously- careful not to temper the fragile soil as it rebuilds.  But sometimes these efforts are in vain.  Sometimes just as a bit of goodness touches down, another- bigger, badder- monsoon comes out of nowhere and wipes it all away.

A very wise bear once said, “The trouble with accidents is you can’t see them coming.”  I think what Winnie (or should I say Mr. Pooh?)  meant was that accidents are a precarious combination of trouble and surprise; Not only do they…

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I Want

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For me, it’s thrilling when I’m caught by surprise. I, even, always look forward to being surprised; as slightly ironic as that sounds.

Yesterday, however, it came as a blow when I read the question set for a scholarship exam I had satisfactorily prepared for.

The question said, ‘In as few or as many words as possible, what do you want?’

To say the least, I felt immeasurably weak and stunned.

I must have blinked 20 times in 2 seconds. I must, also, have made such a fuss from turning over the question sheet, that the young man beside me tapped me and said, ‘Relax. It’s just a trick question. Think.’

Confused, I stared at his smiling face. He opened his answer booklet and I instinctively looked at what he wrote. He wrote; ‘I want this scholarship’.

My eyes widened as he put a full stop, neatly closed…

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