You see the bowl in front of you, a beautiful masterpiece of understated colour. There’s the reddish-orange hue of the pawpaw, the yellow of the mango and the suggestive cream of the banana. The fruits are diced and sliced beautifully as if the painter of this canvas had all the time in the world. The pawpaw are conical treats, the mangoes are playful yellow dice and the bananas are cut at the perfect centimetre, not too slight, not too thick. …
Author: Delasi Sanenu
Ton téléphone est allumé avec une notification. Tu l’ignore. Tu as la faim d’un loup et tu essaye de faire à manger. Il vibre à nouveau et le son vous irrite. Tu n’aimes pas que le …
Tout le monde ne se soucie pas des apéritifs. C’est quelque chose d’arrogant que font les gens, selon l’oncle de quelqu’un, Desmond. Quand vous avez faim, vous pouvez aller manger. Les amuse-gueules et les digestifs ne …
Your phone vibrates with a notification. You ignore it. You’re hungry as shit and trying to fix something to eat. It vibrates again and the sound irritates you. You don’t like that the sound interrupts Asake …
Not everyone cares for apéritifs. It’s something stuck up people do, according to someone’s uncle Desmond. When you’re hungry, you can just go right ahead and eat. Apéritifs and digestifs are just another excuse people made …
The first time you saw her, you would have sworn you were hallucinating, except the sun doesn’t shine this zealously in an imagined vision. With all its brilliance though, the sun was eclipsed by the vision …
It’s 07:30. You’re at work early. Way too early. You didn’t intend to be, but you woke early and were bored. You sit at your desk, twiddling your thumbs. There isn’t much to do, at least …
See, I’m angry. I’m so angry that I have paused the writing of the essay just to rant in these paragraphs. I am the one who lives in my body. I know the pain I’m going …
In the end, all I want is for the Ghanaian healthcare system to collapse in on itself and burn till not even ashes remain. Then from this funeral pyre, a better, more sensible, more patient-oriented system …
Rassis. C’est ce que j’ai ressenti la première fois que Kojo m’a embrassé. C’est le seul mot que je puisse penser pour décrire le sentiment. C’était comme si on avait gardé la bise pendant des mois …
She lowers her head and I shut my eyes as she kisses me, tenderly this time. I kiss her back. She pulls back and whispers against my mouth, her forehead against mine. “You finally stopped thinking.” …