Words
By Celestine Nudanu No man should be silenced with a knee nor with guns, nor with a word. for the freedom to breathe is a...
Love, The Colorless
By Patricia Rejoice Akosua Benuyenah “I am her freedom dream continuing.” Her last footstep cradles my journey The perpetual flame handed to me Living a...
Unity
I am we
a piece of the whole
the collective essence of life.
We are the roar of the sea
smashing against the cliffside
or the salt left behind in the grains of sand
sweet sugar mango glowing
as it drops into eager hands
mouths hungry for its nectar
the sun beating down on a dirt road
while heat waves dance in the distance
the earth that quakes in summer time
or the pulse of once-still waters.
Fat Tuesday
We went to Nana house
for Catholic Friday fish and fries,
coleslaw, pound cake
scrumptious, icebox lemon pies.
But my favorite day was Tuesday
when those who were able
could hear my Daddy making love
to Mama at the dining table.