Alone

Sunday mornings are meant to be relaxed,but I don’t feel the calm a single bit,So I try to recollect the conversations,Browse through texts, stickers and emojis,hope that I’ll discover something new,Anything to bring back the heights you brought to life. The things that helped me get by when you were away,Now offer momentary happiness,I smile…

Someone Else’s Turn

It’s 4:00 am in my bed, but who’s keeping tabs.It’s that last message that I sent,how inconsequential it seems now,Thought I knew how goodbyes work,but now it seems unlikely,Thought we would outlive the pandemic,but turns out we were never strong enough,We got beat. So I’ve learned that it doesn’t work out for me,tried many times,so…

Stories for H: The One with the G-nut Paste and the Girl.

For the next two month I’ll be writing Stories to H, a series of pieces written from my past to my daughters to tell the stories of my life!!

The fan

And am just a fan,A tiny thumbnail you see,From a thousand miles away,A blury mosaic that you see from the top,A face no different than the others you see,An uproar from the popularity you’ve deservedly earned. Am just a blade of Grass that dwells beneath your feet,a lover that cheers at every little thing you…

Dear H,

Hi all, maybe just a little context, so shrinks are for all the credit mental health patients like me try not to give them, are actually competent people who almost always know what they’re doing, even when sometimes it seems like they don’t so a few years ago during the more suicidal moments in my…

The villain

You went live on insta,sat on em fancy Foodhub chairs,Sipping on em margaritas,preaching”happily ever afters”,Pouting out “I love you’s” like a lunatic.Had your followers dishing out em likes,Saying we was good together, trending #baegoals and better still,makin em believe that love wasn’t fiction. Got my fam warming up to you,Told em you loved the sound…

Date at the shop

The sun shines bright, ontop of the sky, beneath it, her and I, tread the earth gently, she wears her light green shorts and a matching blouse, while i embrace a T-shirt and sweatpants, my hand is tucked neatly into hers, ready to lift her up in case she gets tired, she smiles and says…