This is episode 2 of my writing collection entitled “Writing for a Friend, #WFaF.” It’s also part of my ‘purely frictional*’ piece. I was hot; you were cold Even beneath our duvet fold, I was…

Seeing the Positive in Pain

If you are like me and other 1.25 billion Windows users worldwide, you are probably used to the update notifications you get for your PC regularly. It’s quite an insufferable experience as you not…

Probation Reflections

Before we all dance away to the distracting tune of Big Brother Naija and all the gains we've experienced in the past few days on creating sexual abuse awareness become secondhand news, let me just…

There should be none

9 Reasons I think endometriosis sucks! I bet you can relate to at least nine of them. And if not, can we switch lives please?

It was the year 2008 in Nigeria; I had just moved back home after completing college and was dreading it. Not because I hated home but because it was going to be my first time staying longer than a…

I suck at making decisions, especially when giving a plethora of options.

Quite recently, I got dumped! No gimmick, no jokes, no plot twist. I got dumped and heck, it was one of the most painful experiences I have ever had. But what is pain if not a nagging reminder for us…

Admitting my own marital missteps

I am and embody many things, but being a daughter is something I have not felt in a while. Partly due to the distance between my parents and me and some created by growing pains, responsibilities…

What's this joy you speak of?

Let me tell you about my wallet — it was pink (OK, faded pink). Yes, it was because I left it behind on a transit bus I’d boarded from Dallas to Austin. You see, my wallet was bulky, and bursting at…

Welcome to Musings {by Mo} by me, Mo! or Motolani.

I happened upon it when I went to the thrift store to pick up the cash I was to be paid in exchange for the clothes I had dropped off earlier. I do this regularly, like once every two months, raiding…

Remembering Moradeun Balogun (Aug 16, 1991-Dec 2, 2019)

When we ignore this place, we let the darkness loom bigger, thicker, and thereby giving it undue reverence. Muster up courage to go down the stairs, even as you hear your heart thumping loudly over…