Written by Naomi I bounced into my apartment, the week’s stress long forgotten as I held a bag of my new purchases in my arms. Once the door was shut behind me, I emptied the bag …
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Written by: Miss Kay As women, African women, we have a fairly long way to go when it comes to overcoming shame. There is a lot of shaming classified into factions that include slut shaming, body …
When I was a child, I asked my mother why the sea “boils.” The wording of my question set the stage for the magnificent lie that was told to me in answer; there’s a great fire …
Written by Miss Kay You are probably wondering why I ghosted. Well, you had it coming. I did not know how to say this without hurting your feelings. But, here is why I left. When we …
(Content Warning: domestic violence) Triggered. Traumatised. Taken back to the war zone I grew up in. Didn’t look like it from the outside. I- It’s a painful place to go back to. Sad, alone, in pain. …
I am almost running to my place when I get off the train, hoping my housemates are home to help me unpack the dilemma I am in. I am not naïve enough to think Prof had …
Written by Nina I was high that day and extremely horny, so I decided to call him. He picked at the 3rd ring. “Hello?” I don’t know what I expected, but he didn’t sound even the …
“Pleasure is critical.” Zimbabwean master of all trades, Tapiwa Guzha, tells us. In this episode, Malaka and Nana Darkoa ask you to slow down the pace and catch your breath as Tapiwa and Namibian artist and …
You want me. You know this, but for some reason, you refuse to acknowledge it. I can see it in your eyes, in the way they latch on to me whenever we’re both in the same …
I was at a drive-in movie screening for an erotic drama film that had just come out. This was the first time I watched unsimulated sex in a movie, in public. I made sure to go …