Gwan

Look at you out here, Flexing long legs and going the distance. You used to cry Nights Blubbering of how you weren’t strong Not woman enough But you surprised yourself, You surprised everyone. I remember you mostly as the shy girl Clumsy and recluse With the round medicated glasses How times have changed Look how…

Mame

You go on endless woman tantrums I will never understand Because I am a man But I listen, I listen to everything you say What you don’t say Most things you won’t say I listen, I wait, Patiently, For you to laugh and flash diastema Wider than Manchester United’s defence That, I understand.

Accra Diaries

Disclaimer: Although this is the fictitious story, the history of it is real. I don’t want to rewrite history but certainly to portray the events and characters realistically. Any semblances or similarities to actual events or persons, whether living or dead is entirely coincidental. All images used belong to Arinzechukwu Patrick unless stated otherwise.  …

Caramel

  This skinny caramel girl with the long legs Haircut as low as her temper Perfect B cup titties and boot-cut ass Walks around my apartment like she owns it with me Like she owns me. She wears her blue bathrobe Puff on cigarettes nonchalantly Like one who owns life, and all that life consists…