A prayer

I have heartache... Every time I stop to think, I feel pangs in my chest. Sometimes I feel weaker than I am... I sense I can't handle life  with these two hands. These hands have built so little and yet, abandoned a lot. They've wiped many tears and written many fears. My hands have worked... Continue Reading →

Longing…

Sophia stared at the raindrops as they smashed into the mesh behind the closed louver blades. She knew that because of her weak immune system condition, she was prone to catching pneumonia - but she really wanted to dance in the rain. The first time she did it, about 5 years ago, she nearly died.... Continue Reading →

The Woman at the Well

I'm desperate and wanting. Waiting and thinking. Dipping and fetching. Hungry and thirsting. Yet, it's not my first time. I've gone full circle. And I'm still searching. Man: Woman, you are thirsty! Your are wilted and dry inside. Woman: You need not say it. For I can feel it and you can see it. I... Continue Reading →

On Past and Expectations.

Hi Everyone!!! We’ll go right into this month’s post. Don’t forget that Ewurabena’s contributions will be written in Italics and mine will be in blue💃🏾😁. Today, we’ll be sharing on the little we’ve learnt about expectations in a relationship. (yay!!!).  We titled it “Past and Expectations” because we each had lives before we met each other... Continue Reading →

Man in the Mirror

Does your reflection scare you? When you look at yourself what do you see? Can you find a monster in your eyes? When I woke up this morning, I never thought I won’t be able to look at myself. When I put on my favorite yellow dress, I couldn’t imagine having the audacity to set... Continue Reading →

Dear X,

Dear X, You're not just the 24th letter of the alphabet. Yes, it's difficult forming words around you- but maybe that's because of our history. I hated that subject, by the way. History- stories of truths that were and could've led to a whole different lifetime. It's been lifetimes since I thought about this, but... Continue Reading →

Pink

The first day I met her, “beautiful” was the last thing on my mind. The dress she had on was terrible and her face told the same story. There was nothing more unattractive than a woman uncomfortable in her skin. Yet here I was, 10ft away from the most insecure woman in the room, in... Continue Reading →

Prison Walls

If prison walls could speak Mine would sing sad songs to me They have boxed me in all my life and they would cry their hearts out to me- About how sorry they are... About how they wish they could miss me... They would tell me that they saw too much of me- They would look... Continue Reading →

She will be loved

dedicated to everyone with the inevitable internal struggle of fear and courage.  Bold woman Scared woman Why won't you Let your self be loved? Why don't you Give out some of your love? Are you to scared to love boldly? Do you think it costs too much? you're an unconventional type. But is that enough reason? Why do... Continue Reading →

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