Category: stories
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Keep telling your dreams!
Tell your dreams to anyone. A child, a tree, a bird. Tell Say where it clicks, it swells, it falls. Tell. And if no one understands, not the bird, nor tree, nor the child still Tell. For nothing is as important as the freedom your dreams bring. Otherwise you will be like a bird with…
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Keep the freedom of dreams!
The invisibility of those free are odd and beautiful. They bear the same relation to dreams, pointing the way up. Only few wake up to the hidden potentials of dreams. Only those free. The power of making. The power of affecting reality is powerful to those who dream. Those who shape the future with their…
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Keep singing this song of freedom!
I had a date with Ms Toni Morrison yesterday. It was at the Nobel Museum. There I watched as my greatest teacher’s words were used to imprint this song of freedom I sing today. Emancipate yourself. Really, there is nothing more important than choosing freedom. Nina Simone once sang about how she wished she knew…
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Keep this freedom
Some seasons bring gifts that glow beyond darkness, underneath skies that announce the arrival of thunders, the fall of rain. I am in a season, flooded with poetry, destined to humanize all life’s experience. To be radical they say is to begin at the root. It takes time to tear down people and systems not…
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Keep the point of struggle!
Today and always, poetry with their stirring words will serve, nouns will choke verbs used to describe any action. Diagram this sentence too: Those who know themselves, those named before anything named them, those Igbo, those brilliant, all those that belong to Onyelo, will burn a tune you will hum forever. Wait for it… These…
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Keep moments of gold!
We are some of us made of gold. We pass through fire and never fold. Not when the fire was expected, the deepest kinds. We saw it, circled it with all our might, then let it burn us. If we don’t burn, we stay. If we burn, we let all the pain seep deeply within…
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Keep all the ways we prevent and end HIV for girls and women!
We spent the day remembering Hydeia Broadbent, remembering the first time we learnt about HIV, remembering lessons, if any, we remember about preventing it for ourselves and other girls and women like us. Today is National HIV/AIDS awareness day for girls and women and so we spent the day remembering all those who have paved…
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Keep the fearless legacy of Herbert Wigwe, Chizoba and Chizzy Wigwe.
To be so fearless in life and death, to still be fearless even when death seems to have the last say, is the legacy many of us wish we keep long after we die. I never knew the man. But like so many, I have been so spellbound by his life and death. The past…
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Keep dreaming and dreaming again!
I begin from a space, that I hope you will one day use as your own. A space that is transitional is nature, a work in progress too. In August if 2021, we got an early morning text that stated that my sister-in law had died from cervical cancer. My memory of that day is…
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Keep knowing all creativity is local, all healing is local too.
We stood there, my team and I, with a single purpose we stood. To say all creativity is local. All healing too. We spoke and spoke and spoke, until, suddenly, with clarity, the dreams became clear. A hundred day journey begins with a day. The leaves may rustle. Lizards may climb high. Through joy and…
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Keep what is local!
All creativity is local. I am seeing that with each passing day. All creativity as far as the eyes can see, is local. We bought a bag of Africa Star Apples today. Udara as it’s fondly called and I gladly ate the whole bag proudly as all fruits are local. What if we did the…
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Keep all that makes your language vibrant!
I’m in the city that never sleeps. Its skies are always soothing to me. There are three main languages spoken, hundreds more if you really want to dig deeper. I sat across a girl who spoke a language that sounded like music to my ears today. I couldn’t make out anything but I listened just…
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Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor 