Mikeinioluwa – A basket of Arts

Dear Orifunke Lawal

Let us stop playing this hide and seek. See, when I was in junior secondary school, there was this girl I loved. She had the

We All Wear Masks

I am about to wear my mask again. I wear it often, in my room, in front of my sewing machine or the glistening mirror

Flower

I am praying as I type this. Can you hear me? Can you hear it? Can you hear the sound of my tongue unfurling and

Of Marriage and Babies and Bills and PTA Meetings…

OF MARRIAGE… She is walking elegantly. She is walking with the confidence of a queen and the boldness of a lion. Her hair is golden,

On Feminism: Is It Just?

“What is your view on feminism?” It was the first time someone genuinely asked me that question without the mocking glint that usually accompanies such

I Am Going To Break Into You

I wanted to title this What Else Do You Want Me To Say. But I had to change it to this. Some days ago, I

A Property Of God

My name, Inioluwa, means ‘property of God’. If you want to say it like I do, you would say, ‘God’s property’. So when I say

#Letter: Tubes and Bras

Dear Uzo, Yes, only family can call us Uzo. I have been given a once in a lifetime opportunity and time is short, so I’ll

#Letter: Five Sachets of Water and Eggs

My dear 15-year-old self, You’re in a lot of mess and you can’t see farther than this year. Life always seems that way, that’s why

Looking Into The Past

How am I even going to come here and lie to you all that it did not happen again, that the inevitable did not happen

Dear Orifunke Lawal

We All Wear Masks

Flower

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