The Market’s Memory

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…
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…
As we climax the Crown Chronicles Series, we must know that, story continues and another year is upon us. We cannot chase shadows and be doing just anything. It is…
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.…
A good newness to you,You’re valid. Don’t ever forget that. Like I mentioned previously,The master is still making edits,Till I come out like fine wine;That which you would be willing…
“A deep sigh….!”If it is demanded of me?Words? Then I don’t have them.Nobody sees meNobody will believe me Like the lyrics of the song,God only knows what I’ve been throughGod…
The Art of Becoming While Unbecoming: Crown Chronicles. In the realm of personal growth and transformation, there exists a paradoxical truth: to become the best version of ourselves, we must…
It appeared I had my way but I actually had to make it the hard way. I trekked paths of greatness with my little knowledge, unrelenting! My nerves freed…