Tag: African queer stories

Mojo finds her Mojo. Chapter 2

Mojo finds her Mojo. Chapter 2

And it looked like Mojo might not have long to wait. After going on several dates that ended very badly: Linda was a gold digger, or at least Mojo gathered after she asked her what work she did and how much it paid for the 

New kid on the block. Chapter 1

New kid on the block. Chapter 1

Mojo had been in town for a whole of two months and already she was causing chaos. After traipsing around the continent for the past two years, she’d decided to come back home – home being where her best-friend Eve was, and try settling down. 

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 54

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 54

The plan And so Eve set out to make a fool of herself with her accomplice Fez in toe. They wrote out a whole essay about being sorry with neon coloured ink, got hold of Eve’s guitar that hadn’t been tuned in a long time and off 

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 53

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 53

It had been over a month and Danai was still not coming round. Eve had tried everything: begging, pleading, threatening, apologizing for threatening and then begging again and it wasn’t working. Word on the Lesboville streets was that Danai had moved on – some woman 

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 52

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 52

Eve felt a claustrophobic silence everywhere in the house now. Hard to imagine such a small apartment being so loud with no one talking. The bed stretched on for miles… four corners that went on for days, she didn’t sleep in it anymore; she fell 

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 51

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 51

Danai came home to find Eve had make dinner. She promptly placed a glass of a nicely chilled dry white in her hand. ‘Hmmm, what did you do now?’ Danai said smiling and gave her a warm hug, ‘you feel so warm, it’s chilly out 

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 50

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 50

Eve knocked on Nto’s little bachelorette flat and stood impatiently tapping her foot. It was 2pm in the afternoon and she had decided to waste her much appreciated time and sort the issue with Nto out. She had a day off and would have loved 

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 49

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 49

‘We need to talk,’ Nto whined from the other side of the phone. Eve rolled her eyes and sighed inaudibly, obviously Nto wasn’t letting things go so easy. ‘talk about what Nto?’ Eve didn’t want to give off her frustration. ‘About us…’ ‘There’s no ‘us’ 

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 48

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 48

‘We have to end this Nto…’ They were sitting on a bench the Zoolake, Nto threw some bread crumbs to the little ducklings impatiently quacking at the edge of the water and collected her thoughts quietly. ‘Why?’ she finally asked, the panic she felt only 

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 47

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 47

‘Babe…’ Danai’s tone made Eve sit up straight in bed. ‘Yes…’ ‘What’s the deal with Nto?’ her question sounded nonchalant but Eve wasn’t fooled. ‘What do you mean?’ she took the lotion Danai passed over to her and rubbing some into her hands, massaged it