My Name
In Liberia, it is expected that a woman carries her husband’s last name and if you do not, you are considered to be unruly or insubordinate. So what would become of a woman like me who loved the name her dad had given her? Continue Reading
For Those Who Lost Their Ink to Depression
so,
i never stop plastering my thoughts & emotions on a sheet;
i write to set myself loose from drowning,
for the sheet always hugs my pain. Continue Reading
Surgical Room Experience
We love to pretend that we stood tall like Goliath was in fights, forgetting to allow the world to understand that there were bullets and swords strokes received. Continue Reading
Welcome To My Generation
A fun fact: my generation has the worst definition of truth but that’s okay.
We are learning how to turn “I am doing good” into “the pain cracks my bones so hard, I can’t breathe,”
It’s a process and we’ll get there. Continue Reading
1990 War (The Liberian Civil War)
Rescue was gone,
Vision became blurry,
Waited for dawn,
Yet, the cloud was always gloomy. Continue Reading
Love is Easy, People are Difficult
Love is easy and people are difficult. The complexity of human nature will sabotage our own happiness and restrict the flow of love in our lives, to what extent love is given and received. To love is to be vulnerable, which can mean being bare, breaking down the walls we’ve built over the years to protect our hearts. Continue Reading
Rape, A Real National Emergency?
Since rape was declared a national emergency, it has been given even less attention by the president and officials of government. I am very disappointed in the president and the Liberian legislature. They have failed women and girls in this country. There’s absolutely no vision for the protection of women and children in Liberia. Year in and out, they continue to be vulnerable. They are at high risk in our society, yet we don’t see their protection as a priority. Continue Reading
Where does Accountability Start?
Most of us prefer to follow the crowd because there is little or no accountability. After all, it must be cool when most people are doing it, right? Like my friend who thought that my article was balanced in my inbox, most people prefer to be two-faced and pleasing to all parties. We have become too fluid that we are only taken for granted.
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Blackness in White Spaces
My intention here is not to defend “Whiteness” or cast aspersions against people engaging in commentary about Whiteness or Blackness. I also do not want to single out Miss. Deddeh either; her post happens to be the most recent post I saw following this line of argument, necessitating this reaction. I must admit, my understanding of racial studies is elementary at best, but the idea of limiting pro-Blackness to those experiences not observed in white spaces or defining pro-Blackness as anti-Whiteness is dangerous and has very little usefulness. Continue Reading
Boys will be boys
Girls will be perfect, for girls can’t afford to be anything less, girls might give up her dreams in exchange for everyone else, girls will be caged and lashed at for desiring anything fun, girls can’t afford to have so much fun, girls will be stereotyped by society, society will make laws governing girls’ “temples” but boys, boys will always be boys. Continue Reading
