Today I wished I had the perfect photographic memory, or better still, a more extensive vocabulary to capture the very essence of you. I wanted my ears to transform into dictaphones so that I might record, replay and re-live all of our nonsense conversations. The ones that induce belly-laughs so deep I'd swear your jokes… Continue reading Memories
Tag: spoken word
The Sum of All Parts
“You will always be too much of something for someone. Too big, too small, too loud, too soft, too edgy. If you round out your edges, you lose your edge. Apologise for mistakes. Apologise for unintentionally hurting someone – profusely. But NEVER apologise for being who you are.” - Unknown I’ve messed up my blogging… Continue reading The Sum of All Parts
#Archive
I wondered what to post today. I intend to blog everyday until my birthday - 13 posts in 13 days and so far so good. Today is day 7. I thought I would break things up a little and do something completely different by sharing a recent performance of mine. Thanks to my friend JustJumi… Continue reading #Archive
Choose Persistence
Close your eyes and count to ten, then hope you never see Perfection again. She dropped down dead at Improbable's door. You can't be friends with her anymore. ©Assumpta Ozua This is a lesson I have to keep relearning. Perfection was an actual goal for me in my formative years. To be the perfect daughter,… Continue reading Choose Persistence
Out-Spoken
Upon my return, I held a page in my palm tracing my fingers across its lines I murmured ‘where do I begin?’ It responded ‘the origin of pain.’ ©Assumpta Ozua 2016 On Tuesday 29th March 2016, the juggernaut that is Out-Spoken (a night of poetry and live music), helmed by the brilliant Anthony Anaxagorou, Karim… Continue reading Out-Spoken
For The Love of Language
On Things That I Know to Be True: When I was four years old; complete with snow white knee high socks and imaginary dwarf-friends in tow, I wanted to be a doctor. Already aware of the sickness in the world and a bourgeoning puzzle-meister I really wanted to fix things seek smiles that had been… Continue reading For The Love of Language
Father’s Day
Wishing my heartbeat a Happy Father's Day! Oh how I love him... Unconditional My father, resident here on earth, principled is thy name. When adversary comes, you have never run Of your goodness I will always proclaim. Before inaudible mutiny, curiosity and boys kidnapped me from the fortress of your hugs – Saturday… Continue reading Father’s Day
Slipstream
Sometimes, sandwiched between running my business, day dreaming and writing or editing, I dust off the shackles of stage fright and actually perform some spoken word. In public. With people in the audience. Crazy right? My love affair with words started when I was very young. It’s just how I have always expressed myself (I… Continue reading Slipstream
A Message For my Mother
Today is Mothering Sunday in the UK and while I appreciate my mum every day, I decided to dedicate this post to her. She is a phenomenal woman. I admire all that she has achieved in life and I am so proud to call her mine. She's amazing - no hyperbole, and I'm not the… Continue reading A Message For my Mother