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I’m Just Going to Write XIV

Agazie watches the bubbles floating downward, catching the sun as they near her face, glistening and gleaming. Bubbles are floating towards her from every side of the circle, laughter and yells accompanying them.

She sees Calvin’s brother across from her, very focused on blowing the maximum number of bubbles, not paying anyone around him any mind. Larissa and Cadence walk around the circle, scoring everyone on their bubble production.

Ghoudy announces through the speakers, “Find a partner across the circle,” lowering the Migos track he’s playing. Agazie floats in the direction of Calvin’s brother, blowing her bubbles right at him. His slow grin reveals those perfect [chalk] white teeth, he catches her bubbles with his hand.

As she nears him, his thrilling scent enters her body like a wave.

“May I have this dance?” he winks, subtly placing his hand on her waist.

She rests her left wrist on his shoulder, still holding her bubble soap. Places her right hand on his chest. “Yes you may.”

Her hips find the rhythm of the Migos tune. They pop left and right as he matches her rhythm with his neck and shoulders. They fall into such a fluid flow that when Ghoudy announces, “Switch partners,” while transitioning to Machel Montano, they barely hear him, rather getting closer.

Agazie is getting in her bag with moves even she doesn’t expect. Squatting and lifting, swimming, popping her chest into him. She’s surprised at how well he keeps up. The hunger she’s been suppressing is now threatening to knock her out. He smoothly picks up his water bottle from the grass in a swoop, offering it to her.

“You can tell I’m tired, huh?” She takes his water, straightening up to drink it. “I’m going to go get some food.” She touches his chest. “I’ll see you later.”

The smell of barbecue overpowers her senses as she nears the grill. Cadence waves her over to the front of the line, placing a drumstick against her lips. 

Ok, bish! I see you over there with the hulky one! Damn y’all was gettin it.”

“I know, girl,” Agazie fans herself. The sweet tartness of that barbecue vibrating through her body. “He still looking?”
“Yes he is girl!”


They chuckle as Agazie slides before Cadence in the line, setting her water down, instinctively massaging her wrist. The Apochryphal message floats up in her and she whispers it to Cadence, “A faithful friend is the medicine of life.”


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About Lolade

Lolade is a Gates Cambridge Scholar, starting her PhD in Sociology with the 2019 class. She recently graduated with her MA in African Studies [Sociology discipline] from Yale University where she researched ethnic identity formation among Nigerian immigrants in New York, Tokyo and Mumbai. She is the author of 'Market of Dreams' a radical poetry collection about love and freedom. She obsesses over indigenous textiles, cultural preservation and innovation, and intimately connecting the African Diaspora.

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