Anansesem… It was a waakye kind of morning. Waakye, no matter what anyone says is the ultimate food for future champions. My thoughts as I stepped out in my shades to buy Hajia’s whole consignment of the elixir of life (waakye) for my family. We do have a huge appetite you know. I am constantly grateful to The Maker for two things: the gift … Continue reading THE ANANSES: CHRONICLES OF SISTER AMA
I sat down close to her. Propped myself up. Did she notice it? I pushed up my glasses. I shifted a little in my chair. Did she notice it this time? “So Mr. Adam…” Oh no!! She is talking to me. My lashes Pat too much. Ok don’t move your hands. Maybe she won’t notice. “Yes. It’s a…” Oh shit! My left shoulder just did … Continue reading An Interview
A propagation of the truth will leave the scholarly in vagueness As to why a damsel in her 21st century still feels distress See that? Yes I’m tired of writing proper English To explain to you damsels how life tingles I mean, I owe know thing nothing Yet, today I sit, turning in this widening gyre Fatigued Where I, the falcon, refuse to hear the … Continue reading Je suis Fatigue – Not poetry, An Explanation.
A feature i did on the JR show’s blog last year. How time flies!! Might just do a continuation for this piece but again as a feature or sequel on the JR show’s blog. God give me strength…Enjoy!!! Continue reading The Hunter
NTIKUMAH… A not so long time ago, when my husband, Ananse, was still slim and sexy and I bedazzled with my lavishly long natural hair, he was the bearer of all wisdom. He being the ‘smart’ lad kept all of the world’s wisdom in a pot instead of his head. We fought about this issue continuously for over a decade. My problem was (and I … Continue reading THE ANANSES: CHRONICLES OF SISTER AMA