Vague Insecurities
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Extremely Harmless & Incredibly Underwhelming
Ugonna kisses me now. He tells me he loves the way I love him. I want him to tell me that he will not see the woman whose hair butter I still smell on his pillow again. That I was all he thought about when he was with her. And that he only indulged her… Continue reading
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The Monster Under My Bed Looks Just Like You, 3
Antonia, I hope that when the day comes that you choose to tell our story to strangers that take a seat in your new life, that you will tell them how well I loved you, before you tell them how much I hated you for becoming too familiar with our neighbor while his wife mourned… Continue reading
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The Monster Under My Bed Looks Just Like You, 2
It seems nothing about the way we left things has changed. You still think you are above wrongdoings because I have sheltered your thoughts; because those who love you have kept your sins away from you. And so you walk around with your barely wounded heart, and your ignorant mind that believes you are without… Continue reading
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The Monster Under My Bed Looks Just Like You, 1
I thought I was going to die the other night. It has been three times now since you left that my lungs have forgotten to do anything with the air inside it, because my whole body was too busy trying to make sense of the reasons why you insisted everything we shared had to come… Continue reading
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Before We Fall, 2
Munachi, I always suspected that your mother thought of me as weak. And my last visit to Enugu to see her, settled any doubts I held on to. While I appreciate her fondness, it has suddenly become important that I make it clear to you, why I can only find your concerns and those of… Continue reading
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Before We Fall, 1
But it is important you understand that I need you. I have needed you from the very first time you drove to my place in Utako with food during your lunch break at work. And I still need you now, and may never stop needing you. Continue reading
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I Don’t Want To Be a Soldier, I Don’t Want To Die
The first girl that broke my heart cried on my behalf. I still remember that night in high school like it was yesterday. In truth, I do not care much for her anymore, except for the gaping wound that she left me with. And all the women it haunted since her. Continue reading
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Who I Am Is Someone Who Leaves
I am sure that when you told me I could be whoever I wanted to be, in your many attempts at saving me from myself, you expected I would always want to be yours. Continue reading
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Bed Peace
I am so scared of settling with you because I do not know what version of you forever will leave me with. Continue reading
UCHENNA ONYISHI 