Category: Family, Sex & Sexuality

Is There Anything Sweeter?

Is there anything sweeter than these hours of love,when we’re together, and my heart races?For what is better than embracing and fondlingwhen you visit me, and we surrender to delights? If you reach to caress my thigh,I will offer you my breast also —it’s… Continue Reading “Is There Anything Sweeter?”

The Thing about Stepmothers

Handcuffs can’t their immoral pursuits deterLike professional secretaries to first world executivesWhose short skirts, tight pants, juicy thighs conceive nothing but rape –their stairway to climb the highest corporate rungSome Stepmothers stop at nothing to gain financial freedom. Portifa’s wife-like women –My son befriend… Continue Reading “The Thing about Stepmothers”

Think of It!

This poem was written in a dingy room at a sober hour, reflecting on his mother and her tragic death. The author – without a doubt was the most influential character of the twentieth century; more prominent than Lenin, Stain, or Mao Tse Tung,… Continue Reading “Think of It!”

If Only

A Poor Lil Ole Country Boy

Sounds Oddly Familiar?

Back from work, earlier than expected, in a faded cream-painted apartment, he dropped the car key on the table and stripped off his jacket. The air was stale and warm as he tugged off his tie retrieving a can of Heineken from the fridge.… Continue Reading “Sounds Oddly Familiar?”

First Kiss

He pulled her faceto invade her spacehe was close, so close,for the first time, courage rosein him, unlike gone days n’ nightsof wishful thinking, of aborted biddingsher mouth, his lips, wet n’ redso very, very, very wet, spreadover hers to feed starving lips –their… Continue Reading “First Kiss”

Threefold Cord

His Counsel

Lad! Remember that no man ought to forgeta child’s tender youth is like tempering of waxapt to receive form – discipline before affectionmix threats with a fair look, manner with wit. A potter fashions his lay when it’s softa sparrow taught to come when… Continue Reading “His Counsel”

A PASSAGE FOR NNENNE

4 It was the stuff of a satire, were it not painfully true. Nnenne sat silently on a black-spotted Ankara patterned sofa surrounded by chattering friends and coworkers. She and a handful of friends at Lolo’s urging – her childhood friend and workmate, had… Continue Reading “A PASSAGE FOR NNENNE”