Voter contre nous, c’est voter contre votre liberté,

Il y a des mots vous le jure, l'insulte par exemple, tu fais tout, tout et tout, même après la fin, f-i-n, c'est toujours là, ça te regarde

Mais qu’un trentenaire comme moi me dise Daddy… L’arnaque sentimentale de notre ère! Le script est mal écrit. Un mauvais porno.

For the first time in my life, I’ve been seriously wondering about the sex life of our political leaders, I mean the big political...

Max Lobe continue d'explorer les notions qui lui sont chères: la honte, l'humiliation et l'honneur. "Bander dur comme la solitude" est...

As an author, I’m sometimes the host of TV shows. Afterwards, I post the show’s link on social networks. I take the link directly from...

When I started posting papers on this blog, many of my friends asked me why I always talk about Black African gays. Why do I underline...

These days are beautiful. Really. The sun shines like a baby smiles. Who can be indifferent to the smile of a baby? The sun rays, early...

Things are getting better, thank God. I wondered we barely talked about African migrants who still die, trying to cross the Mediterranean...

My country peopo! A few weeks ago, I travelled to Benin. Over there, the sky has no colour, the beauty is the beach, fresh wind whirls,...

Now it’s quiet. Silence. Muffled noises of the electronic in my kitchen. Silence. I miss that special feeling of clapping my hands in...