the way i relate to my hair. yes, perhaps it’s not the most profound thing in your book but in mine, it’s serious stuff. my hair is so important that i’ve written poems about it, devoted words and hours to explore its nature and what that means for me. i’ve even cried over it and…
mysterious ways
i don’t know why a lot of things are the way they are. like how people are blessed by what i allow God to do through me. like how i’m blessed even though i’m clearly human. i don’t know the why…but i’m thankful for the now and for the when. i’m content in the how…
time away
breeds discontent breeds unnecessary attitude breeds a truckload of regret breeds this wish: that i never had to wake up to the knowledge that i keep on messing up time away is not time well spent time away encourages me to bad mouth encourages me to spit figuratively on someone else’s lawn encourages me to…
colour this
did i hear you correctly? did you say “coloured”? did you refer to people of my colour as “coloured”? did you really do that? are you really that ignorant? i mean, yes, there are things we all don’t know. there are things some of us may never know. but come on! really? coloured? perhaps it…
liberia — it’s in my blood
i’ve been doing research on liberia for an encyclopedia entry (yeah, i’m taking this writing thing seriously — it’s almost overwhelming me).* as i read, i find out things that confirm my memories and other things that make my head spin. i lived in such corruption, under its nose. i was sheltered just enough to…
time well spent
i’ve been missing my time spent with God so i hoped i’d wake early so i could talk to Him and read the bible and talk some more. so after my crazy nightmare was documented, we spent time in Acts 27. courage — my pastor always asks me how my courage is. hope — the…
i’m so hungry
i was in my 2nd year of the MA program in english literature, the one thing i’d loved since birth it seemed. i transferred back to AU b/c my first year had been so hard at the public university — i needed something familiar. during that first semester, i took a lit class that somehow…