Mr. Niceguy walks into a bar on a Sunday night, still dressed in his church clothes, his bible tucked under his armpit. He takes a seat at the counter and orders a glass of water. The bartender looks him over once and obliges. He reaches for his wallet but the gentleman stops him. “Water’s free” … Continue reading Jerk Jerk Squat Smash: A Dance Number
It was 3 a.m., the first time Abena came out of her two-week comma. She was as would be expected completely flustered. So much so, she made one swift motion of her head from left to right, then fell back against the pillow, into a dream state. The second time, it was afternoon. She opened … Continue reading A Deliverance From Torments Transient
For as long as they had known Jacob he had preferred women of a heavier dispensation. It wasn’t so much the popular phrase “babiara soso”, translated as “everything big big” as it was just his taste in women. He didn’t care if they had heavy chests without an ounce of fat below their waists or … Continue reading Fat 3: Strained Relationships and a Death
She parks her car in the middle of the road, it’s empty, it’s dawn, her dress flutters in the wind: I do, have something to say, I do not want to be, silent anymore I have watched, through clenched teeth and forced smiles As you come in and out, but I’m tired My life is … Continue reading Alvin Akuamoah’s Bridge Side Medley
Writers Note: There’s a fire in a pit, for some reason these are the first words that came out my brain when I opened word just now so that's what I will go with. There’s a fire in a pit ….. When there’s a fire in a pit my son what do you do? Do … Continue reading About Man, Who Once Upon a Time, Came Upon a Fire.
For Daasebre Dwamenah, who inspired the sadness inside me even before I knew what heartbreak was. Sing with the Angels, please. If the clouds darken and it thunders and you cant sleep When it rains and rains and the rain does not stop I will ignore my racing heart and walk through the rain So … Continue reading Rain, A Love Story
I write; Of warriors who once upon a time came upon a witch They had been travelling for days after a loosing war; had seen brothers slashed to pieces by the enemies sword, impaled on sticks for vultures to devour, cowards! They had been chased out, like dogs from the battlefront. And so they walked … Continue reading Of Warriors Who Once Upon a Time, Came Upon a Witch.
I am 30 years old and already my head balds, I wear trousers and a fading grey tee shirt, the shirt is not fading, the lettering of Columbia across its chest is. I sit inside my stall clocking in a few details before I leave, the ink to my bic pen is all the way … Continue reading Hard Times; a Metaphor to Being a Man
The whole trip he had been scared, he knew his father sensed it, the way he turned away from the wheel and smiled at him … Continue reading Under his Shadow; a Metaphor to Being a Man
Sometimes it amazes me how much I know myself, how much I know life in itself. I know typing that last sentence I felt a bit cocky, I know anyone reading this who knows me thinks it’s me being my usual subtly conceited self (depends really on who the person is). The fact is, sometimes … Continue reading Alvin Akuamoah’s Fences
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hwZNL7QVJjE Foreword: This piece was heavily inspired by Ben E King's Stand by Me, play before reading for an awesome experience. He locked the door behind him, outside he was alone, it was always so quiet here, people barely came out, even now when the lights were out and it was so warm, no one … Continue reading Silent Generators and the Permeating Future Thought, Alias: Freedom Walks with the Lights Out
“So we are not going to talk about the fact that the Bible chronicles Africa, and we are in Africa, the savages we preach the word to, that they created the word?” He turned towards brother Sam, drawing the cigarette from between his lips and down to his sides. The ocean waves roared, his feet … Continue reading Brother John and the Wavering Pro-African Dream