Beauty Knows No Shame

A new kind of beauty to embrace and to celebrate. There’s no room for shame here. There’s a power that pushes through from within; There’s a power that will push out and bring my bloody insides with it… But that’s something of a pain that I’d love to succumb to, in a natural, agony-sedating, physical…

Lip Prayer

Your lips are mine and mine are yours. May my lips forever glorify and honour you. May my lips be truthful to you. May my lips calm your blazing brow and bring healing to your aching muscles. May my lips mop up your tears. May my lips dry the sweat of your toil, from your…

The Honey Pot

Amina soaps up her breasts, her thighs and her derriere. Amina squats and washes her honey pot; it doesn’t produce much honey these days. Amina washes the suds from her hair and skin. She has used the expensive rose-scented bath oil that Fiifi gave to her on her birthday. He likes it. Amina dries herself…