motherhood must make you the most religious person in the room – constantly. find your powerful deity of choice with any luck, the most powerful – it’s a gamble with those guys – and rail at them begging them ‘not mine. don’t take mine.’ Constantly.
In summation, the Fate of the Furious is the fate of all the other Fast movies – to go down in history as the perpetual series (movie) which has a lot of fancy shiny fast cars that defy gravity and logic, with lead characters who have one facial expression and the weakest storyline ever cobbled […]
If you stand us side by side I have more scars You have more lies. They’re both dark splotches running through our cores Whatever is like love is a synonym for war.
I’m not the girl who’ll get a manicure every week. Or month. That goes for my hair too. It’ll be free like my thighs on a sunny sunny day next to my friend’s pool, talking about pubic hair and thick tan masking tape (which I assume is what waxing feels like?) I don’t really do […]
I don’t know how to love a little. What is this not giving all of myself? What is this lack of complete, bittersweet immersion – this absence of a smothered love, this freedom you speak of that love gives? I don’t understand. For me to choose love is to choose it all, and always – […]
In case you missed my interview with She Leads Africa by Rafeeat Aliyu, click here. Here’s the beginning: Abigail Arunga used to be the Digital Editor for Zuqka.com before she subscribed to the ideal of happiness at work and quit her job for more sleep and less money. Before that and other subsequent mutinies, she […]
Apparently it is a taboo to write about ugly babies. Every time I say that is going to be my next blogpost, someone looks at me like I’m the Devil Incarnate (which, obviously, is a complement – everyone knows that Jesus was an average looking muscly chap, and Lucifer was a…handsome devil. Fine as hell. […]
