Someone will look through my old photo album and find those pictures of us together. The one we took under that tree, with you completely unaware of the camera, would most likely catch their eyes, and they would ask about you. I wonder where I will start from. I wonder what I would say. Random question, Sophia, if it were you, what would you have said? What would you call me? Where would you say you first met me? Would …
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Written by Anluma Ocran My first pregnancy occurred eight months after the burial of one of the women I have most loved in this world, my grandmother. I was so distraught by her passing, especially given …
Dear Society, the boys you refused to train are harming the girls you’ve spent years trying to discipline. On Thursday, March 19, Nigeria woke up to disturbing news it would never have imagined. Men from the …
Written By Makgosi Letimile When my editor contacted me about writing something about pleasure, she gave me free latitude. I could write about the theme and my feelings towards it, whether big or small. I spent …
Written By Nyambura What nobody warned me about was how little real, honest information is out there about the lived experience, the raw, unfiltered reality, of choosing and actually getting an IUD. All the research I …
Par Boukari OUEDRAOGO A Savili, village perdu dans la province du Boulkiemdé, une femme occupe le statut de chef de village avec autorité et sagesse depuis deux ans. Vêtue d’un ample boubou blanc aux motifs variés, …
PART 2 Despite their agreement, they still couldn’t stay away from each other. Instead, they started soft sexting. It began as just a flirty comment about what had happened the previous night and the suggestive stickers, …
In Nigeria, it is easier to publicly discredit a woman who speaks about rape than it is to get justice against the man who actually committed it. Rape in Nigeria is drastically underreported. In fact, national …
PART 1 Olivia locked eyes with Noah as she slowly sank to her knees in front of him. The tiles were cold beneath her, but she barely noticed. Her focus was on the way his breath …
Written by Gbemi Trabaye Writing this is probably going to be one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. Putting pen to paper is the least of my struggles; the greatest challenge lies in accurately conveying …
Written by Gbemi Trabaye For those who are new to this series, welcome, and for previous readers – welcome back. The first three articles I wrote unearthed feelings that I had never been brave enough to …
