
Creative, Poet & Spoken Word Artist. ‘24 Winner @augursociety Micro-Fiction Contest, ‘24 Winner @PoetryJourn Prize, ‘23 Winner @phpoetryfest Poetry AOTY
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Excited to share that my poem “Omi O L’ota” has won the poetry category of the 2024 Augur’s Annual Micro-Fiction Contest!
Many thanks to @augursociety for this wonderful recognition.
Look closely at the people who are actually building something real. They are not in the crowd. They are not at every event. They are not easy to reach. Solitude is not a sign that something is wrong with them. It is a sign that something is right with what they are working on.
What a privilege it is to live the life I envisioned. To be a poet. To write. To mount stages. To struggle with words until they become magic. To travel the world doing what I freaking love. To be burdened by this dream, is a an absolute gift.
Life gets better when you realize you can love your life, be grateful for where you are, and still have sad days. Both can exist at the same time, and that's okay.
Underrated life skill: Knowing when to leave. The party. The job. The argument. The relationship. Most people stay too long at everything because leaving feels like quitting. It's not. It's editing.
People will admire your depth until it's time to swim in it. They will praise your wisdom until it hold them accountable. They will love your light until it exposes their shadow.
Changing the subject when you notice someone's uncomfortable is a level of empathy not everyone gets.
We're born with millions
Of little lights shining in the dark
And they show us the way
One lights up, every time you feel love in your heart
One dies when it moves away
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It is interesting that the only time the BBC is interested in hearing from us is when they want us to defend our work. I have nothing to contribute to a platform that has not even deemed it fit to announce and celebrate the Caine Prize, but was willing to give a global audience to a journalist who does not even have expertise in African literature.
If they want a conversation, then they should schedule an interview with Simba or with Nzube, the publisher of the story. I am not hungry for this kind of platform, and I honestly have no interest in participating in a conversation where we are invited only to defend our art. We should not have to constantly defend our right to create art before people who have shown little interest in celebrating it.





