They See Us, And Smile

Our words grow from old, deep roots Like trees that began as tiny seeds. Old wisdom tells us a broken home makes a broken land But strong voices can rebuild…
Our words grow from old, deep roots Like trees that began as tiny seeds. Old wisdom tells us a broken home makes a broken land But strong voices can rebuild…
The Proud Ones At the crossroads where our fathers danced, I see them now, the proud ones strutting like peacocks in borrowed feathers, while our ancestors’ bones lie washing…
Mama Adwoa stood among the charred remains of what was once her fabric shop in Kantamanto Market, her fingers black with soot as she sifted through the debris. Twenty-three years…
The Story Continues They asked me if my story was complete when they saw my transformation. They wondered if the journey of unbecoming and becoming had reached its final chapter.…
The Art of Becoming While Unbecoming Sometimes the most beautiful transformations require both addition and subtraction. This year taught me that becoming who I’m meant to be required unbecoming who…
No Permission Needed Permission slips are for excursions, excuse from work and not for living your life. But society handed me multiple slips to sign away my dignity: one for…
Royal Decree: Choosing Peace Over Toxic Loyalty Sometimes in life, we have to make hard choices to find peace. Today, I want to talk about loyalty; not the good kind…
Some Kingdoms Must Be Ruled Alone People often say it’s lonely at the top. But I’ve learned that being alone isn’t always bad, sometimes it’s just peaceful and quiet. This…
Building An Empire “Building an empire requires three things: vision to see beyond the ruins, courage to start from scratch, and wisdom to know that some doors need to…
Adjusting My Crown “They say a crown isn’t meant to fit perfectly at first; it’s meant to teach you how to hold your head up right.” I learned this year…