Verse & reflection
Words pared back to their pulse: intimate observations on parenthood, love, absence, and becoming.
3 pieces
Poem · Jun 15, 2025
Nobody Talks About It How you go from sweetheart, My love, Adigun even, Odogwu, my baby— to being led by the hand of a tiny creature with no experience. You manage funds, firms, staff: CEO, director, accountant— but
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Non-Fiction · May 27, 2025
“I can’t do that. It’s not my job.”She said it, straight-faced.And I stared, stunned. Because when it comes to early childhood?It is so much more than a job.It’s service.Sacred service. It’s holding space for a tod
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Poem · May 11, 2025
Mother, I didn't understand before, what it meant to be you, that sacrifice came in small increments, a half-eaten plate of rice, mealtime a marathon, to keep their attention and appetite fluctuates like embers, a
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