Browsing All posts tagged under »LGBT«

Some People Are Gay. Get Over It!

June 21, 2016

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The entire week has been a moving week for my family and I. I stumbled on my old stonewall T-shirt and I suddenly understood the meaning of the message ‘Some People Are Gay. Get Over It!’ We just moved to a new house and the move has been really bittersweet and nostalgic. I found so many […]

The Closet Is Not Your Friend

April 7, 2015

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I used to think that the closet was just a mythical bad place that people struggled to break out of until I encountered some situations that have painted it as a safe haven where other folks plan to live and die in. Some people will do whatever it takes to remain firmly in the closet. […]

Would You Get A Beard?

October 14, 2013

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To put it simply, out here in Nigeria no one takes you seriously if you’re a young woman who is of marriageable age but is unmarried. Some people consider you unlucky; others see you as unserious. I watched a TV show yesterday on Ebony Life TV called Girl Talk. It’s a bunch of women sitting around […]

My Two Loves

August 3, 2013

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My very first love has grey eyes. She loves sports and all things fitness, is kind and compassionate, utterly ambitious and is god’s gift to women in bed. My second love has deep brown eyes surrounded by a flutter of long eyelashes. She thinks her eyes are her best feature but I think her bum wins […]

Interview With Maker of Sagba, a Film on Being Gay and Nigerian

March 24, 2013

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Last Sunday, I had the chance to have a lovely conversation with Teju Oluokun, a Nigerian London-based filmmaker who has just released Sagba, a docu-style short film about being gay and Nigeria. Sagba means struggle in Yoruba, one of the local languages spoken in Nigeria. We spoke about Teju’s motivation behind making the film and […]

I Wrote You A Little Love Note On My BlackBerry

October 12, 2012

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Feeling bathed in you, I got off the tube and must have walked a mile before work to try to wipe the daze. You are a charm. It was a charming morning on Oxford Street. Crisp with no leaves to let you know it’s really autumn. At 5 I walked half way home. Crossed the […]

Here Now. Now Here

September 18, 2012

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  I do not know what happens after we stop living but I do feel that while we are here we have to make choices. Some of us reading this are capable of doing so, perhaps to varying capacities. Of taking ownership of our lives.  I choose to believe that what I do with my […]