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Category: Archive

Housewifing in Spain

When I was younger, much younger, I backpacked around Spain without a phone. That was an exciting time in my life but I decided to let that energy stay in my teenage years and not beyond. I am barely twenty-three and I find that I am extremely tired. Constantly trying to be the best at…

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HIV and China

I write about sex and love more than I probably should but alas, I wake up every morning a virgin and so I think it perfectly okay. For two nights in China, I laughed and held a guy who loved to tell me how amazing I was. And so I amazed him the best way…

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You are so far away

I used to pride myself in always picking a new country to visit instead of being comfortable revisiting the same one over and over. And then, I fell in love; none of these new adventures mattered anymore; I had found the one adventure I wanted to pursue and no distance could stop me. Until I…

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Lonely, but make it foreign

How did you spend your holidays? Did you get to go home, wherever and whoever that is, to find comfort? Did you get to unwind and reflect on the absurdity that was 2018? Or did you get lost in a new country surrounded by new people? Do you have any resolutions for this year? Or…

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Him

Who accepts sex as the glory of the body; passion as its companion? She never thought of sex as anything more than a physical activity between two selfish people. She didn’t have to know their story; only that their hands could glide over her throat, threatening to take her life force away. She only needed…

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Mare Nostrum

You ever heard that joke of the Nigerian father who paid for his kid’s swimming lessons? Anyway, it goes: the father saw the child drowning during their first swimming class and yelled; “Ayomide! Rise! Don’t waste my money!”   That joke used to crack me up probably more than it should. Last week, during my…

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Fernweh, but with a passport

‘Maame without borders’ is supposedly a representation of my ‘coming of age’ story; me expressing myself without any boundaries or prescribed notions of who I must be in certain spaces. A piece of my story is my struggle to control my fernweh. Fernweh is technically the German word for wanderlust, but, think about it as being…

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Salutations

Some time ago, one of my colleagues passed a slick comment about my somewhat constant need to find myself in a new space. He asked me what I was constantly running away from and I laughed. I mean, what else was I supposed to do? I wasn’t running away from anyone or anything in particular—I…

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