A piece from my dairy when i was 14.
Hey there, so, you know how it is growing up in Ghana, right? I had these heroes - musicians, artists, even just the big guys in my community - the ones I thought were untouchable. But lately...
The Echo of Loss: How Kwame's Death Reshaped Me
Before you proceed, I do not recommend this read for you if you have not lost anyone dear to you. I recommend this read if you want to understand how people process pain and the everlasting effects of losses...
Chasing the Light: A Birthday Declaration
Another year circles the sun. Another candle flickers, casting a dancing shadow on the wall. If birthdays are supposed to come with a sense of triumphant arrival, then I'm definitely missing the memo. This year ...
My Brain vs. My Heart: A Love Story (Or, Why I'm Always Confused in February)
So, February is barreling towards us, the month where everything is either heart-shaped or aggressively discounted, and I find myself pondering…love. Not just the roses-and-chocolates kind, but the ...
My Valentine is a Film Camera (and I'm Perfectly Okay With That)
Ah, Valentine's Day. That annual explosion of red roses, heart-shaped everything, and enough sugary declarations to induce a diabetic ...