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If insecurities were houses men built, I owned a mansion.

You smell like all the things my mother said.

I'll grow my hair for both of us.

IJEOMA.

“Eko ni bajé— Lagos will not spoil”

Colours and everything in between

No one will wait for you.

My mother's other son

We’re all mad in this country, but we’re madder in Lagos [Promise Ozor]

2:56am and Disjoint thoughts

I would rather live rich here in Nigeria