Something on Books & Hearts

This story begins with a tweet. Sitting on the terrace of some cafe on Oxford Street, cigarette in one hand, book in the other. Life’s good.  That’s how it goes.  Ten minutes and no engagements. My phone doesn’t buzz. Fifteen minutes and I get a notification. Betty, she told me her name later, has sent …

We Face Forward

This was going to be a thread, but I decided to make it a short post on my blog instead. Hello, This last decade was full of changes and challenges; some I was prepared for, and others I didn't expect. I grew a lot, fell in love a couple times, lost a full head of …

Agenda

Agenda. That’s what Amalinze called it whenever he was up on the roof looking for her. It was that time of the month. He could smell her all over the house. It was the very smell that had made him cross the walls of the three houses that separated them with determination. Tonight was going …

Apples & Trees

Sometimes I feel I didn’t do right by you, from the way you treat this little boy. I wasn’t exactly the most available parent, I know. I was always too busy trying to keep food on the table. And, whenever I felt guilty about not being around, I'd pay for a weekend somewhere out of …

Everything Reminds Me Of You

Nights are cool in Accra, in August. I'm sat at this alfresco place somewhere in Osu. The beers here are always about two degrees shy of being frozen. Perfect for consumption. The food is great when there's not a lot of people. There's not a lot of people. It's Sunday night. Hell Work resumes tomorrow. …