Today, we celebrate the end
of loneliness with a kiss atop
the altar that prophesied our
death. This apostolic love,
this faggot creed, this middle

Under our pictures on Twitter,
no more death threats, only
God When. On LindaIkeji’s
blog, we are no longer gossip
but innovation, hope to every
little child with a rainbow on
their tongue. Can you believe

your father smiling at the
sight of us kissing? I believe
it. No longer abomination but
miracle. From today onward,
in all car parks, an agbero
will kiss another agbero

without leaving bloodied. Whether
Nigeria likes it or not, my dear,
we have happened.



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