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Hi, It has come to my attention that I sort of failed to introduce myself. I’ve grown so comfortable with blogging in class that I never really felt I had to formally make myself known. My name is Ibukun and I’m not really sure why I’m doing this. We all have different reasons as to why we decide to share our work with strangers to … Continue reading This is New | BEDA 18
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And the top three things to avoid bringing up in conversation are: politics, religion, and race (with sexuality being a close fourth). But why is it such a dirty dirty thing to bring up these things, more specifically race. Due to it’s origin, race is innately divisive; it was created as a means to an end – slavery. Created in hopes of further supporting Eurocentric … Continue reading Race, the N-word, and Other Taboos | BEDA 14
Learning Again I’ve always been a good student but not the best learnner My curiosity is fickle Only nurtured if it is met with mastery upon first trying or onto the next I go. . i’m learning to learn all over again school’s stolen the joy of education and replaced it with the fear of failure . no longer a student merely a member of … Continue reading My Brain to Yours (ii)
All the right terms and not a solution in sight. xenophobic. sexist. racist. prejudice. marginalized. idolized. priviledged. we have all the right words. the explosion of nomenclature neologisms language to discuss our feelings our experiences our society and all the problems that come along with it. but there’s a responsibility that comes with awareness that i was never ready for. the burden of social equity: … Continue reading My Brain to Yours
I’ve grown a tad hesitant to post: for many reasons I’m sure, but I’ll blame it on the fact that some of my friends now know my blog exist. Hi, friends. Regardless, I wanted to start a ~fun~ little series. Okay, so I had this idea for a few months and thought I could give insight into my life. That’s boring. I don’t want to … Continue reading Mind | part I
The internet is a cruel platform. Of course, there are a lot of wonderful things about it – I can recognize the possibility of two things existing at once – but cruelty and sarcasm have become so neatly weaved into all things we say and do. From Billie Eilish to Charli D’amelio, we constantly talk down young people, specifically young women. I’m not exempt from … Continue reading billie eyelash and other ways we talk down and belittle young woman striving for success.
I’ve been feeling nostalgic. Loads of memories and transformative experiences flutter through my mind; the moments leading up to now. Then I’m taken back to July. Before I turned 18 I thought that blessed summer day would be like no other. I thought all aspects of life would come into view and I would fully understand what it means to be an adult. And then … Continue reading i turned 18 and no one cared (especially not me).
I was strolling about the quad, counting my steps and taking in the scenery: brick, leaf, branch, brick, leaf, branch, brick, leaf, red. A scarlet dress swaying in a tree caught my eye. Then another. And a third. I’d heard whispers and questions but I didn’t really understand why there were dresses all over campus. If you’re in the same boat I was, there will … Continue reading Red Dresses: is it worse to be taken or forgotten?
Sometimes I reread my work, maybe twice or aloud, to remind myself of the spirit I once had. The feeling, the emotion of it. The intensity that I was able to capture in poetry is tangible and I can bathe in it, soak it all in and live it – part of it – all over again. I don’t want it to end but, alas, … Continue reading conclusion
I’m not afraid of eye contact – quite the opposite. I love looking seeing staring deeply. fully taking in your everything you seem nervous nervous chuckle: I guess we’re not used to being seen during conversation I see wandering eyes meandering about the room avoiding my own fearful they’ll see I’m not doing the same. fearful that someone is taking them in. I’m not scared … Continue reading I See You.
four walls one mind: confined spaces filled with too much where to escape? nobody knows but alone with these thoughts i have vertigo tipsy-turvy on the ground or a roof top – too high i topple down and i just don’t how or when it all began this spiraling all over again it’s disappointing to see myself regress i look around and see all the … Continue reading sore.
I’ll be the first to admit I am a casual intellectual. A lazy learner. Chances are, I’ll trust the first source I come across even if it is something as unreliable as Instagram or news articles (yes, I think those too can be highly unreliable). This has become most evident in my life because of my love for video essays. Their easy to listen to … Continue reading Video Essays and the Rise of Casual Intellectualism.
