You came to give me your goodbye and left before I blinked the moon out of my eyes. I had no recourse except to sleep deeper this time. Now you’re...
You came to give me your goodbye and left before I blinked the moon out of my eyes. I had no recourse except to sleep deeper this time. Now you’re...
I have been reading a lot about love and hope this semester. Struck by the bravery of love, the resistance of hope. The power of compassion, the necessity for collective...
I often tend to offer a series of well-developed arguments, touting Parisian pride and snobbishness. Not as to justify either, but rather to turn in as a trait of an elegantly...
Contemplating how to write this personal essay, I asked myself, is there a poetic way to recall how a 20-year-old died in his sleep? One sentence: “Miguel passed away,” would...
Sometimes when it gets busy, I stop thinking. I just rattle off the standard greeting to each new table. My mind already has skipped to whether or not I’ve already...
When in Accra, I would ask what Tamale was like, and the only response I ever received was: “It’s terribly hot there.” Most Ghanians, from the south, had actually never...
The Legon Campus is full of these massive and exacting concrete blocks, monstrous rectangular buildings that seem to dominate space and nature. Straight, uniform, and impersonal lines reign.
Appealing to the audience’s expectations of what role each gender should play, much consideration was given to how a performance would be received rather than how it would feel.
Visiting Carmel, I grow nostalgic. Both Tor House and its tower are imposing structures built of solid stone. Robinson Jeffers, a renowned poet and environmentalist, lived and wrote there last...
The growing pains of giving up a childhood passion is often a common casualty of coming into adulthood. From age three into high school, I was the “ballet kid.” Ballet...
