Poetry/Prose

  • Poetry/Prose: Dirty Dancin’

    We danced. For months on end. The tango, the waltz, even salsa’d it up Amidst the swirling shadows, intoxicated by tune Daylight? T’was always the dark we craved Grinding against each other – wanting, denying, no sleeping tonight Heavy breaths in sync, bass tempo till light Staring. Breathing the other in.  Intimate, strange. Enveloped, conspiring; …

  • Africa

    Poetry/Prose: Hybrid

    Grand plans. That’s what we had. Of where we’d end up, how we’d end up, when we’d end up. I mean, we said “let’s leave it to Allah, let’s wait and see”. But really, the levers in our mind had long clanked away. Breaking news: I will never be Ghanaian, African [insert whatever label] enough. …

  • Poetry/Prose: P.S. I Love You

    Poetry finally chased me down and caught hold of me :) Inspired by the movie “P.S. I Love You.” Consider it a double entendre ;)—Hello again It’s been a long while I have seen so much, experienced so much Met people who reminded me of you Many times I’ve wanted to stay away for good …

  • Africa

    Poetry/Prose: No Longer At Ease (WHY NOT?)

    “Some [wo]men see things as they are and ask why. Others dream things that never were and ask why not.” – Robert Kennedy No longer at ease. With the can nots, the should nots, the do nots, the try nots… I’d rather stick with the why nots. At least those birth some answers to this knot-filled life. …

  • A Short Script: Ti Pa Kuna | Coming Home (Tamale)

    It’s been a whirlwind, yet priceless weekend of  BarCampGhana & GhanaDecides. Somehow, this pocket of solitude found me, and I’m having a bit of a moment. Just me and my long-lost friend Tamale (aided by Adele). Special thanks to the awesome BarCamp Tamale and GH Decides teams for getting me home :) — Photo Credit: …

  • Poetry/Prose: Identity & Other (Travel) Musings

    The thing about embarking on a new experience – travel, project, idea, decision, dream, opportunity – is that you always uncover yourself anew. —“Why don’t you write anymore?”That’s the question that sent me running back here.The number of false-start posts I’ve had in the last two months are shameful to say the leastYou either go …

  • Poetry/Prose: Brace Yourself

    When it’s this quiet, you know someone or something is up to no good.  Plotting and scheming and devising plans anew, all for the amusement of what it/they can do to you. It’s like an airplane ride.  You get on, make yourself comfortable, listen to the safety instructions – or not – and let your …

  • Poetry/Prose: Dream Suspended

    Why have you deserted me? You mean why have you deserted you? No, I mean you abandoning me. I didn’t. You did. Why does this conversation sound so familiar? Because we’ve had it many times before.(See here) Honestly, I’ve lost count how many. So you see, you keep deserting me. Where’d you pick up such …

  • Poetry/Prose: Quicksand

    An attempt at describing the indescribable experience of inspiration and poetry writing It is often said that the mystical happens at the crossroads between time and spaceWith its crescendo undulations of past, present and future, the beach is exactly thatWalking along the breadth of such on a lazy Sunday morning, you encounter the knownThe grainy …

  • Poetry/Prose: A Million Falls

    If only for the euphoria of picking myself up.Of putting back the pieces and dusting off the past.If only for the chance of the faintest sliver of hope in the darkest of hours.To be able to say, “That was then. This is now.”For just the weightless air in my lungs, I’d risk a million falls. …

  • Poetry/Prose: Somebody Tried To Walk Away With Alla My Stuff (Parody)

    Inspired by Ntozake Shange’s Somebody Almost Walked Off With Alla My Stuff in “For Colored Girls (Who Considered Suicide When the Rainbow Was Enough)”. See: http://africaknows.com/mu/blog/2010/01/destroyed-illegal-settlements-4/ Disclaimer: It’s meant to be a parody, so please, don’t take it too seriously lol. [Originally posted on Facebook on Nov. 8]— Somebody tried to walk away with alla …

  • Poetry/Prose: Shape Shifters

    Inspired by the “harmonious” cohabitation of extreme poverty & opulent wealth and the people who cross that great divide They’re the ones who will be there to have a “good” time To rock the Prada, Armani and Luis Vuittons And when chanced with nii hao? They respond muy bien gracias, ca va bien and mangi …

  • Poetry/Prose: Atypical Love Affair

    This is a piece that found me in the dead of night (3am). Originally typed it on my phone, and wonder of wonders, my screen froze and I lost the original. I have tried my best to recapture what I remember of the original piece, although, knowing what that one was, I doubt this comes …

  • Poetry/Prose – Paralysis: Mannequin on Fashion Ave.

     Inspired by a condominium of thoughts, and stylistically influenced by my interpretation of Regina Spektor’s “Eet” They call it an outer body experience. And they’re right, that’s exactly what it is. It’s like floating out in the universe, and watching the earth chug along on its axis. Like planning a speech to the very last …

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