Sliding Doors | by Omolara Olusola


Once I asked a woman to make a home out of me,
asked her to put both anchor & aches upon my shore
offered her this heart & body — a mooring post 
Home for the wanderer. 
But you can only still a child of the wind for a single moment,
(the god-man said it best, the breeze it blows wherever it wishes) 
what a moment it was —
and what a rebirth. 


An awakening.
an opening of blind eyes and searching tongues
to discover:
A woman 
That the love of a woman —
of women is sacred 
worthy of reverence and worship. 


And then there’s you. 
You are new and iridescent 
a composite made up of mainly questions and assumptions

the not yet 
an answer in and of itself
and this, 
whatever it is, it is curiously exciting. 
It is sliding doors, an exchange
a window into what could be 
a kaleidoscope realm of possibilities. 
You, you remind me that a community can be formed with two people. 
That Love, it makes us fat —
full of satisfaction & contentment. 
As an indulgence we evolve
expand to cover each other, to explore our truest selves. 
We are our own floor-length mirrors
and what a reflection!

Beeper Peddle is a writer and healer living on the East Coast. She lives with her partner and their beloved soul puppy. Beeper writes about sorrows, lies, and deep loves. When you read her work, you will dip down into her heart and end up in all manner of body parts. Should you find yourself reflected in these words, it is merely coincidence; however, it does not surprise her you share the same heart. Find her at and @beeperpeddle on Twitter and Instagram

Omolara Olusola is a twentysomething Black christian queer woman based in London. A recovering addict from the sin of certainty, her work explores themes of identity, grief, loneliness, love, community, the intersection between queerness and faith. She holds a first class joint honours degree in English Literature, English Language & Linguistics. Find her on Twitter @_elaoh and at her website: