House Of Sugoi

[buttonpoetry]

Hanif Willis-Abdurraqib, from The Crown Ain’t Worth Much.

[bisexual-books]

Roxane Gay Becomes 1st Black Woman to Write Marvel Comic Book

Roxane Gay is set to write a new Marvel comic book, the World of Wakanda, which will delve into the lives of the women of the Black Panther comic-book-series universe. It will be released in Novemb…

More happy dancing around the room at a comic about black people being written by a black bi woman…..

- Sarah 

[emmanuelsugo]

When God tries to give you C.P.R

When addiction refuses recession, lungs go on their knees interceding for breath. Pictures of the last supper are hung around a mans ribcage to change his perspective. Church becomes substitute for the pub in his stomach. Its been two months since he had a clean shave of alcohol Resolve dissolving into doubt by the second. His relationship with his weaknesses are much strong than his faith in God. Hours, days and nights of being sober slowly loose grip of his tongue. A perfect time for the alcohol to lean over his shoulder and lend his resistance a hand. Glass in one hand playing the role of mirror. liquor in the other hand a curtain pulled over his eyelids. He can no longer see himself, feet surrendering, mouth dancing along to scent of liquid. The Bottle contains all the stuff good fictional stories are made of. Eyes longing to read the entire book for crave is too ripe not to be harvested. Tears custom made for disappointment wear his face like a mask. As he quenches the incense burning inside him with martini. Whisky preaches from the pulpit as it shoves drunkenness down his throat. Two months of hard work down the drain and he knows the liquor is no purification. 6 bottles into the sermon and he is still listening, still praising the name of God in vein. He is in too deep now and drowning. Help me Help me I am drowning I can’t swim I am drowning 5hrs later and still drowning And God is still whispering in his ear throw up. He is still saying no He still refusing C.P.R

[meaningfulanimequotes-blog]

Be grateful for the times you’ve failed.

[emmanuelsugo]

[blackfashion]

Accept your beauty and heritage

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[emmanuelsugo]

This is my attempt at understanding some of the dilemmas in the world through writing. #writer #poet #survivor #dilemma #poetry #life

[cityafrica]

Burundi, home of one of the finest light-filled educational facility for deaf children

“In the northern part of Burundi is where you will find Muyinga Library, one of the best educational facility for deaf children. The design was inspired by the vernacular architectural practices in Burundi. It was built in partnership between Belgian studio, BC Architects and the local community.” Read more…

[unravellingnigeria]

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Because I’m happy 🎉

Bauchi State

🎥 - @editieffiong

#Africa #africanblog #Africanblogger #africantourism #bauchistate #Nigeria #nigerianblog #nigerianblogger #nigeriantourism #northernnigeria #northernnigeriantourism #travel #travelblog #travelblogger #TravelNigeria #tourism #tourismblog #tourismblogger #TourismInNigeria #unravellingnigeria (at Bauchi State)

[emmanuelsugo]

[emmanuelsugo]

Birthmark

Bday freewriting😪 This skin is my mothers prayer. My mothers prayers are the only kind of forgiveness that age well. Boys raised like forgiveness aren't afraid of rocks or cold hearts. I have been fetching water out of them since back in Lagos. Boy is half ogbono half egusi stew. Boy's mother covered his heart in scripture now the boy's love speaks in tongues. Boy spoke in tongues so much he forgot to translate. Boy knows wisdom is known her children and boy learnt from the best. That Friends and Family members play the role of fire exit if boy is ever on fire. However, boy owes God an apology for not following emergency procedures sometimes. Boy will be alright though. Boy knows they all got his back. Boy your birthday was today and Boy really is too old to be called boy. The word "man" still feels baggy when he wears it on somedays. Most times this man thinks birthday's sounds more like hard work. like keep going, like there is nothing to celebrate yet. Boy remembers family and friends keep him going so boy celebrates. Boy knows time and talent are just dogs on a leash. life has taught him to continue to make sure this dogs don't waste time barking up the wrong tree. ✍🏿

[ca-tsuka]

Urbance pilot is now online : http://steambot.ca/watch-urbance-pilot-now/ Directed by Joel Dos Reis Viegas (Steambot Studio) Animated in Japan by Yapiko Animation.

[itsalwaysbeenmarvell-deactivate]

This is fucking dope, please REBLOG and support!

[unravellingnigeria]

Read about my visit to Osun Grove. Link ☝🏾️

#africa #africanblogger #africantourism #afronomads #blogger #nigeria #nigeriantourism #nigerianblogger #osunstate #osungrove #travel #tourism #travelblogger #travelnigeria #tourisminnigeria #unravellingnigeria #sacredforest #unescoworldheritage (at Osun State)

[emmanuelsugo]

Throwback of my performance of “ACCENT” at the chocolate poetry club

[unravellingnigeria]

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Lewis Hamilton for a day at GET Arena.

Click on the link to read how it went. #gokarting #getarena #tourisminnigeria #carracing #nigeriantourism #nigeria #nigerianblogger #africa #africantourism #lagos #lagostourism #travelblogger #blogger #travelnigeria (at GET Arena)

[emmanuelsugo]

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[emmanuelsugo]

The first time your body plays kiss chase with the wind

The blood in your mouth will be having a heart to heart conversation with the pavement.

You will be surrounded by a choir of boys who will make harmonies out of your bones.

Their song will leave you speechless.

They will leave scars on every inch of you but you will pretend that they are just lyrics.

At least that's what you will tell your mother.

When your mother ask you a question

When her voice sounds like an allergy

When she tells you to explain all of the bruises on your body

That will be the 1st time you lie about being jumped by a gang of boys

That will be the first time your body resembles a slave song

and you can not afford for your mother to memorise the lyrics.

Claim that you fell of a bike.

Dear boy

4 years later

Your mother will tell you the following

Remember that day you said you fell of bike while point to the scar on your skin

While digging into the Braille of your bodylook

She will say

Son

I can read between the lies

I can read between the lies

A boy will then ask his mother

Why do you know so much about scars

She will smile and then say

You were born from a c-section

So loving you was always going to be full of scar tissue.

emmanuelsugo

[emmanuelsugo]

Mourning the night

Line of the day I lay up at 2am Smile rinkled with envy Jealousy a sniper riffle aimed at the sky trying to assassinate 2am then something hits me. The sky is just another red carpet for the stars to walk all over Pull the plug on all that glitter and it will just be another dead looking rug before Xmas lights were assembled around it. Knowing this I do not take the safety off the gun Hatred is too much of an expensive bullet to be wasted on a corpse. My smile lets go of envy My nose inhales the funeral My eyes tell me the stars are just family members Mourning the night emmanuelsugo

[sunkissedama]

“ I am not African because I was born in Africa but because Africa was born in me”. Kwame Nkrumah

Black men of today, Please wake up, claim your thrones and protect your Queens.

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