Chapter 1: Where it all begins I’ve been dying to start the blog series about my grandmother, Nana. Nana was the first love of my life. She was my first mother. My mom traveled outside …
Category: Creative Non Fiction
For him religion was not affected. It was not dirty, or suspicious, or pure, or sacred. It simply was what he enjoyed, and so he did it as he wished, and often and as deeply as …
When I met Tony, I never thought that our relationship would take the deliciously dark twist it later took. I’ve always loved good boys. The quickest way a man can get to my heart is by …
Waking up in my cousin’s bed was not how I planned to start my day but sh*t happens yo. *Benny and I first met some 6 years ago when his father decided to match make us …
Dear Kwasi, Anytime that I want to leave you I hear my mother’s voice say “I know you’re a lawyer but make sure you don’t become one of those I-know-my-rights-women. Aboa pete dze ne kwasia pe …
OD remains the only man whose love slips through my heart unconsciously. Why aren’t we together? Story for another day. When we met 2 years ago, we knew we were the same person in different bodies. …
The first time So as you know, it all started with Paa Kwesi saying Ibrahim was dying to see me. I had treated HIM to lunch at the Mall and he called his cousin. He insisted …
Yesterday, I confessed to my friends that till I met my boyfriend, all the guys I dated had some kind of forceful sexual intercourse with me. Ladies, you know what I’m talking about- the kind of …
Okay it happened, on my birthday *which is why I no fit forget am; imagine, my birthday *smh. Anyway we planned the day carefully, luxurious 4-star hotel, Chinese food, dancing and hot sex after it all. …
I passed right through the noisy front den, aware of all the lascivious stares piercing through my legging-clad ass. I pulled my jacket closer to hide the fact that I wasn’t wearing a bra under my …