Written by Naomi Akharele Ama sighed softly as the warm water from the shower cascaded down her back, hair falling in the same manner as soon as she let it out of the ponytail it was in. She sighed again as her hands raked through the roots of her hair, this time a little deeper. You see, Ama loved having her hair touched, but it had been over a year since the last time she gave any men something other …
I love sex. I love the feel of another person’s body close to me, touching me, caressing me, and arousing me. I love the promise of a climax that begins with a heated look and ends …
by Aisha Mohammed The first time you sat naked on my couch I pictured the moment you would let me have you. You just got back from some guy’s house and complained that the room was …
by Audrey Obuobisa-Darko A faint wisp of smoke escapes the corners of my lips, a heavenly marriage of scents between peppermint, dried rose petals, and cannabis. My eyes are red, but it’s not from the weed. …
You were 12 the first time you had a crush on a girl, even though you didn’t realise what you were feeling at the time. Other girls talked about their crushes on boys, and it was …
By Audrey Obuobisa-Darko My mother once said that my vagina is an open wound. I do not want to carry a bleeding, festering thing on my body. And so today, I celebrate my seventeenth birthday by …
Chapter 5 I curse myself inwardly for my demons, feeling stupid and embarrassed for ruining the moment. I can’t meet his eyes. “Nothing.” It comes off in a whisper, and he looks even more concerned when …
Written by Oluwaseun It was a busy day for her. Zainab’s schedule was jammed so tightly, that she was practically jumping from one meeting to another, unable to catch a break. It happened in slow motion. …
You sit across from me, eyes closed, face tilted upwards. My eyes are supposed to be closed too, but your face is a work of art that is rarely still, and I want to look at …
Stale. That’s how it felt the first time Kojo kissed me. It’s the only way I can think of to describe the feeling. It was like we’d stored the kiss away for months and forgotten about …
I agreed to go spend the Christmas holiday at my boyfriend’s family house because I spoke with his mum and she called me daughter-in-law. Over the phone, my boyfriend told me, ” Babe, you know, my …
