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Our country, as we knew it, was gone forever; a storm was brewing in the hearts of the youths, and it was up to the faithful to stop them before we lost everything, the Imam boomed from Bello’s radio. ‘Don Allah, reduce this volume.’ I asked as I scanned the faces partially lit by the kerosene lanterns and mosquito-repellent light coils. No one could be trusted nowadays, no one except Bello. Bitcoin traders disappeared after the nation-wide ban. Sometimes, they came back wide-eyed and silent like they had frozen mid-shock. Others came back stuffed in small sacks like Sallah meat…

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After the Mani River is Norrow Town. One might not notice the shy community clothed by the giant palm trees, hidden behind the proud fronds, sheltered from the world. Long ago, when years were days and oceans were tiny droplets, seven women and their households pitched their tents at the riverbank in search of shelter. Each woman walked a hundred steps to the left, a hundred steps to the right, drew a circle in the red sand connecting these points, and called it ‘home’. Norrow was not always Norrow. It was once ‘No One Knows Tomorrow’. A boy would ask…

The name-changing, food-making, date-paying, ring-proposing little things.

Lone flower from pixabay

For many centuries, we have seen different waves of feminism and the battles they have lost, won, and are still fighting. Growing up in Nigeria, and eventually moving to the United States for school, I witnessed misogyny ranging from the crude mutilation of female genitals to the subtle mental load of leaving the laundry for “super mom” to fold. Additionally, I have seen the different reactions to these sexist problems and the people who dare to fight against them. …

When sexism meets racism and gives birth to the negro bitch.

Black woman with a blank stare (pixabay).


In the brotherly city of Pennsylvania, my racism did not bang on the table or step on my shoe. It did not spit in my face or scrawl mean words all over my desk and locker. My racism never told me to take my shit and get the hell out of the room, it did not tell me to go back to Africa. It had never broken down my dormitory door or I would have filed a report against it. It never called me a nigger.
My racism was always sent in between the lines, almost like I had made it…

How to become a twitter feminist 101: Get yourself featured on Instablog ASAP

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Toxic Masculinity: Do you remember when Gillette released an ad telling men that they needed to do better and misogynists ran mad? Did I not tell you the quickest way to rile up a misogynist was to call him one? Didn’t I say it?

We can liken masculinity vs toxic masculinity to water.

After a long run, you feel thirsty for a glass of water. On your walk back home, you notice a swampy marsh opposite the lane that you’re walking on. Would you think about drinking from it? No. Why? Because toxic water is dirty and full of germs…

and the normalization of women’s imperfection.


What a man can do, a woman can do, and possibly, even better?
Sure, we’ve all known it and seen it in our daily office and home lives. With the likes of Hilary Clinton, Chimamanda Adichie, Stella Adadevoh, Malala, and many more, the world is not in doubt of the prowess of women. In the past, women struggled for a chance to read, go to war, and even vote. With all these rights given, although many girls still lack the resources to do so, female success is not a strange concept. …

For a lot of people, there is no fear, because they simply cannot afford to — when there is nothing to lose, the only way is forward


When I was a little girl, I had always aimed for success: the highest grades, the shortest time, and the longest endurance. From the outside, it looked like the greatest of people were those who won in life, but now more than ever, I am convinced that those who win are those who failed, specifically, when no one was looking. However, time has shown that the most substantial gift that money buys is not the favor of success, but the privilege of failure. …

to the one I denied.

And so,
I forgive myself for
Allowing the pain to get in
For the days of overwhelming sadness
I beg for mercy
For believing them over her
for silencing my inner soul
I will lay sacrifices
At her shrine
Atoning for 10 years of blasphemy
I will spend an hour for every year
Day after day
Hoping that we will reconcile
That is who I owe my forgiveness to
To my broken self,
never to you.
Before I swallow my pain,
The only one worthy of
My worship
is me.

Everything you need to know about the patriarchy, pickmes and privilege.


Patriarchy: In this article by Harvard scholar Garikai Chengu, he talks about a time in Africa before the patriarchy.

“The world’s first civilisations arose from the spiritual, economic and social efforts of African women and African women, in turn, went on to lead those matriarchal societies…The rituals and culture of African matriarchy did not celebrate violence; rather, they promoted fecundity, exchange and redistribution. Matriarchy in ancient Africa was not a mirror image of patriarchy today; because, it was not based on appropriation and violence.”

A tale of love, betrayal, and physics.


One of the most famous men that ever lived is Albert Einstein. However, not many people know that he had a wife, much less a very intelligent one. Mileva Maric Einstein has been cheated by history. The few people who had heard of her considered her to be nothing more than Albert’s wife. Nevertheless, there is more to Mileva Maric than marriage and motherhood.

Mileva Maric was born to a wealthy family in Titel, Serbia. During her early education, Mileva’s teachers noticed her intellectual gift and suggested that she be taken to a more elite school. Mileva’s parents enrolled her…

Sope Lartey

66% Nigerian, 33% Ghanaian, 1% vacuum. There are a million women in me that question the world.

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