The Urge

By Dolly I wonder, If a little bit of this is normal human behavior This longing, This aching, To hold someone so close to your chest That if you press just a little bit harder your ribs could crack. If so, That would explain a lot of things Like casual sex. People just need to hold […]
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Always waiting

By Queen Vee She left me with the words I’ll be back by eight. At the back of my mind I knew she was leaving for the night. That she was not coming back till morning. What hurt the most was not that she left, but the fact that she didn’t even consider staying. I […]
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Nirvana

By Ashes Loving me was not easy, I set you alight and reveled in that glory, I put that fire out and cradled you. I held you like a lantern, knowing that eventually I would have to let you go Whilst I waited for salvation, I become a savage. With each emotional investment, my recession […]
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Shame

By Kũi If we were to end, would you be ashamed to say you had loved a woman? Will you speak about us in hushed tones Will I be euphemistically referred to as ‘a friend’, Will you speak about us? If they ask what you were before, And you need to communicate growth that came […]
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It Rhymes With “Tush.”

By Naija Dyke/ @naijadyke  I know what I want. What I want is a relationship. A real, proper relationship. One where it’s just me, and her. No boyfriend on the side. No girlfriend on the side. In fact, a relationship where there is absolutely NO side, because I’m the appetizer, the main course, and the […]
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Sax In the Mirror

By Zama Khanyile Tears drop tearing through the hardened exterior, it lingers on and I hear the cry of a wild cat in the silk sheets of a cash indulgent world. Sax in the mirror. I yearn for the comfort between thighs of evil pleasure and my lips twitch as my legs move apart from […]
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Canvas Painting

By Maweunoia/ @Maweunoia Spread the canvas on the floor Gather up the oil paints Open up your divinity Pour the potion Its motion a wave of emotions That lets the secrets on your lips Caress my inner thighs   Kiss you on the small of your back Oh Darling won’t you come here with nothing on […]
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Choice

By Dee Close She said that love is a choice. I stood there contemplating her words as an uneasy feeling latched onto my conscience, a feeling that, lately, she had begun to fuel.  ‘Loving someone is a choice’. These were the last words that I heard as I purposefully swam away to hide in my […]
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