Dear Lover
Dear Lover, I am not as happy as the 18 year old boy who just had his first kiss in the hallway of his mama’s house. I am too young to feel this old, as if love is not for… Continue Reading
Dear Lover, I am not as happy as the 18 year old boy who just had his first kiss in the hallway of his mama’s house. I am too young to feel this old, as if love is not for… Continue Reading
Dear Leaders, I extend to you greetings from the founding fathers of this great continent, Africa, and bring to you a vital message from them: “Africa is sickened”. My name is Verchamoh L. Kamara. I may not be as eloquent… Continue Reading
All hail the mother that flourishes in the midst of thorns and torment. The queen stripped of her throne and thrown to her dead yet suffers All hail the fallen Queen, the mother of warriors and princes Who have forgotten… Continue Reading
Shari Raji When I was about 5 years old, I went into the bathroom to shower with an older girl who lived with my parents. This was something we did daily. But on this particular day, she told me to… Continue Reading
Let’s Talk about sex, baby! You are either having it, talking about it, fussing about it or not having it but still thinking about it (derisively or not). This is a compilation of stories from young Liberians and their experiences… Continue Reading Continue Reading
Disclaimer: As an awareness for children who have been falsely branded and beaten for witch and murder within our country, I decided to write this short story and give some insights into this practice. There are also suggestions as to… Continue Reading
“If we will have a balance of gender and a reduction in the continuous occurrence of violence against women and girls, society will have to balance off their so called feminist perspective.” Continue Reading
You call it foolishness I call it my truth. The way I choose to walk In the world will no longer be determined by you When I’m the one who’s affected; Eternally bruised, My self esteem scarred way during the… Continue Reading
I have an hour commute to work every day, two hours if we consider my return. I enjoy this. I am able to read leisurely and smile at passengers getting on and off, who are a mixture of students, market… Continue Reading
I stopped screaming for him to stop after the first 5 minutes and became completely numb when I felt liquid rolling down my legs and just knew it was my child. I survived but my baby didn’t. Continue Reading