Touched A Nerve?

The boy, pursuing pleasure, through dubious forms of expression.   Sway to my left, sway to my right. I feel my beard oil seep into my white tee as I sway side to side, disconnected from reality. It’s ten past nine in the morning, my eyes, a set of kettlebells anchoring my jaw. I’m seated, neck…

Therapy?

Oh shit, yeah?   It takes a few seconds, if that, to have an ‘oh yeah’ moment; whether it is mid-convo, a passage in a book, snippet from a podcast or a verse from your favourite track. The words resonate, providing a slight sense of relief.   I guess I don’t know it all.  …

Child’s Play?

  A victim of a dysfunctional childhood. Wait. What if? His innocence snaffled by those sworn to protect. I mean, Am I at fault? Restless, teary-eyed, compelled to a state of anxiety. Wait, Am I making this up? Discouraged, silenced, never to utter a word. Shh. It’s our little secret, ok?   Dear IyanuOluwa Folashade,…

Touched A Nerve

‘To evoke a strong emotional reaction, such as anger, sadness, or disgust, upon being encountered, heard, read, etc.’ Why do the words, or actions of others evoke such strong emotional reactions? Whether it be Anger, Disgust, Fear, or Sadness. Why are the uttered words, abstruse behaviour; why have they the ability, the power to ‘make…

Disciplined Madness

  Consciousness » Forgiveness °A person who has come to feel helpless and passive in the face of misfortune or ill-treatment must accept that they were indeed the victim. You are not to blame for what has happened to you, but you must forgive. You must forgive yourself; accept, express and let it go, grant…

IDENTITY

Type, this is who you’re marrying. Surname, what country are your parents from? Given names, what religion do you follow, if any? Nationality, who are you voting for? D.O.B, do you have ID? Sex, I thought you were gay. Place of birth, what ends you from? Date of issue, you’re just like your mother. Passport…

Own It

Disclaimer: I am going to big up myself because I am fucking wavy.   I can’t recall the layout of my home before Barnfield, let alone my first home in Nigeria. I don’t know what my sister’s favourite colour is, let alone remember the conversations we’ve had. I do recall staying in several locations during…

Friend

You had two boys out in the courtyard, barefooted, playing football with a plastic ball, let’s say on a Monday. The following day, the two boys found themselves climbing the mango tree a few metres from the house. Wednesday arrives, and it is who can roll the tyre from point A to B the fastest….

Family

My routine for ten straight weeks: Monday – Rehearsals Tuesday – Volunteering Wednesday – Work Thursday – Volunteering & Popcorn_City Friday – Work Saturday – Work Sunday – Be a bum. Twelve to fifteen-hour days of joyful stress. The early morning routine of Oprah’s Supersoul podcast, reading then gym tuned me in for an eventful…