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Last Post of the Year: A Look Back and a Look Forward | GIRL ABOUT BROOKLYN
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Why Does This Blog Exist? Last Post of the Year: A Look Back and a Look Forward. December 20, 2013. On January 1st of this year, I stood proudly in a restaurant surrounded by over 20 friends and associates sharing my highlights from 2012. When prompted to briefly discuss my plans for 2013 I decided not to. I remember telling them that my only hope for the new year was to be great. Looking back now, I think the very last thing I was this year was…”great.”. This shit is hard. Growth hurts. December 20, 2013.
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Sandwiches, White Men & Cashiers — Oh My! | GIRL ABOUT BROOKLYN
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Why Does This Blog Exist? Sandwiches, White Men and Cashiers — Oh My! September 25, 2013. The Universe must be in a sandwichy mood because it seems to be the topic du jour. In the midst of all this fun and fuckery on twitter, I decided to head to my local Pret-A-Manger for, you probably guessed it, a sammich. I walk the two blocks down from my building in mid-town Manhattan to find the place packed with professionals scrambling to pick something up and possibly head back to the office to do the. This cer...
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Letting Me Down Gently | They Call Me Kiki
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They Call Me Kiki. This and that. Here and there. Letting Me Down Gently. I love love. It’s hands down the most important connection/emotion/phenomenon a human being can experience. So I did. I was asked out to lunch by some young chap who’s idea of courting was stalking me on whatsapp (a venture he soon discovered would yield no dividend) and calling me on the phone to brag about his magnanimous nature and infinite network of movers and shakers. What was the problem? You never returned my calls’. I deci...
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December | 2014 | They Call Me Kiki
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They Call Me Kiki. This and that. Here and there. Monthly Archives: December 2014. Posted in Life Lessons. When we start to forget to ride the same tide. And you let anger and spite inch you away from my side. Taking tally of who ceded what, when we argued and fought,. That is when the love starts to die. When the discomfort of your absence starts to move towards pause. And in the pursuit of this love you give me little cause. I find a new normal and forget to tell you. New Music Vol. IV.
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Abuja.. | They Call Me Kiki
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They Call Me Kiki. This and that. Here and there. Orphan verse 1 ». 2 thoughts on “ Abuja. March 31, 2015 at 8:41 am. 8216;The delirious joy of having a full tank of fuel’! April 1, 2015 at 8:06 pm. I enjoyed this one! 8220;Never having a reason to not have bomb hair. The delirious joy of having a full tank of fuel. All the different tailors that showed me pepper.”. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public).
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November | 2014 | They Call Me Kiki
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They Call Me Kiki. This and that. Here and there. Monthly Archives: November 2014. When you hit me, I hit you back. Opposites attract, things react. We advance, you retreat. We have this dance, its on repeat. Hurtful words, one more chance. Stacked against us, all the odds. I want this to work so I’ll hide my crazy. Bite my tongue and then I’ll duck. Dropping the sword, tearing down the walls,. X marks the spot, give it your best shot. Lost Files…rough draft. I won’t shed tears for you. For with you, I s...
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Wait a Minute, Sis: My Response to Michaela Angela Davis | GIRL ABOUT BROOKLYN
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Why Does This Blog Exist? Wait a Minute, Sis: My Response to Michaela Angela Davis. October 31, 2013. Inism started with Mary Wollestonecraft’s “A Vindication of the Rights of Women”, Gloria Steinem is welcoming to all, and Judith Butler is. My fascination and adoration of said professor soon ended, however, when she made a point that white women and Black women were almost equally powerless in the antebellum South. Absolutely not. I challenged my professor on her belief but she would not budge. The twis...
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Little Eyes, Little Ears | GIRL ABOUT BROOKLYN
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Why Does This Blog Exist? Little Eyes, Little Ears. November 26, 2013. Trigger warning for domestic violence*. I was twelve years old when I woke up to the. When I was 21, I fell in love for the third time. He was older, dark — the color of fresh, grond coffee — the kind my mother would bring from her trips to Haiti and scoop out of an old tin can that carried no label. He was so sexy, and I could not wrap my mind around the fact that he wanted me. This is so good. Why can’t you always be this good?
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Abuja.. | They Call Me Kiki
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They Call Me Kiki. This and that. Here and there. Orphan verse 1 ». 2 thoughts on “ Abuja. March 31, 2015 at 8:41 am. 8216;The delirious joy of having a full tank of fuel’! April 1, 2015 at 8:06 pm. I enjoyed this one! 8220;Never having a reason to not have bomb hair. The delirious joy of having a full tank of fuel. All the different tailors that showed me pepper.”. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public).
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March | 2015 | They Call Me Kiki
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They Call Me Kiki. This and that. Here and there. Monthly Archives: March 2015. I’m not one for big waterworks a.k.a ghastly emotional displays (GED), but today, I saw a picture of the Abuja City Gate and I just completely lost it. I was a sobbing mess and all of a sudden I was a 7 year old kid who called my mum so she could make me feel better. My dad picked up the phone (love nwantinti! What dates are you free? I love that man so much, I feel so blessed that he fathered me. New Music Vol. IV. On Lettin...
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