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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 as Former President Sirleaf was, but my message to you will be as clear as…

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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 their worth and have turned to slaves. Buried their crowns and burned their garment, put…

Sex Education in Liberia, II

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 that she couldn’t shower with me because Aunt Flo was visiting and that if I…

Sex Education in Liberia

A Male’s Perspective of Feminism

“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.”

How Do You Feel About Abortion?

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 women & men, and moms with their babies. Every so often, I’ll lift my eyes…

RING OF LEMONS

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.

Love Na Wan Tin Tin

Dear Friends in Online Land, Valentines Day arrived. Along with it came all the lovebirds out their woodworks chirping away (Disclosure: between our likes and pro-love comments, we, the inhabitants of singledom, were low-key salty to not be in on it). Our social media pages exploded with meant-to-bes and #soulmates and on every corner vendors…

Maybe

Maybe if I was a little lighter Maybe if my curls were just a little looser Maybe if I had a little more ass Maybe if my figure was a little more curvy Maybe if the words that escaped my lips were cloaked with a little less accent Maybe if my bright colored prints didn’t…

We Are Not Our Mothers

The new generation of Liberian women must aspire to have healthy marriages that nurture children to go on to respect the sanctity of marriage. Marriage na joke oh!