My Name, My Pride
“Lay small stupid one come gimme cheek just na oh.
Soon lay children start doing Man business, they think they and errbody equal”
…Why had he hit her?
It was her name, she was entitled to it. Continue Reading
Author: sleeplessinmonrovia
Raging Waves
What would the ocean say if she could speak?
Would we hear her peaceful side?…
The sizzle of the sun as it dips back into her? Continue Reading
Happiness
Evidently, the state of happiness depends largely on what a person wants from life. It depends on one’s desires and goals in life. Most importantly, in most cases, enjoying your favorite things becomes the key to a happy life. Continue Reading
An Honest Prolusion
Family was us, she and I, picking up the broken pieces of our hearts,
Stitching them together with renewed hope, hope that all of these trials were testaments of the joy that lay ahead. Continue Reading
My Liberian Loving
Love in the heart
Its beating like the peaceful cultural drums of Lofa.
Two ethnicities joined by a pure bond of true and indestructible love Continue Reading
La How It Eh Ooo
Awareness means SPEAKING UP when you know things are not the way it should be.
When we say “LA HOW IT EH OOO” we are essentially building a culture for things to stay the same. Continue Reading
Nightmare
“If you tell your mom, she won’t believe you and even if she did, there’s nothing she would do about it. That also means you and your brothers will stop schooling.” That was the “after sex talk” he gave me. Continue Reading
What If
What IF?
I pour out a bucketful of tears
cry out my insecurities
bleed out my distrust and mistrust
let out the skeletons in my closet.
Would that be vulnerable enough for you? Continue Reading
This Is Where I'm Left Empty
But how much more than deceit can you expect from the son of a serpent? I’ll translate that into money then at least I’ll feel like I earned something from being the fool’s fool. Like a day’s wage in servitude. Continue Reading
Camera Roll
She woke up, head still pounding to the beat of an awfully unpleasant girl’s night out…she decided to scroll through the camera roll to try and piece together the foggy events of last night. She found ten pictures she didn’t remember taking. All, except for one, were of her in various sleeping positions. Continue Reading
