If you've been here for a while or recently stopped by to take a look at my little corner of the Internet, you know that I am Ghana-born, partially Ghana-raised, birthed by a Ghanaian woman and man, product of Ghanaian ancestry. Honestly, I've never wondered if there was anything else in my blood. I just …
Confetti Explosions and Things of that Nature.
It's official. Like really official. I've been sitting on this news for a while until it was official official. And now... ... I was chosen as a guest contributor for The Maria Antoinette, a beauty/hair/lifestyle/fashion website. !!!! That in itself was amazing to be chosen. But even better? My first contribution to the site is …
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Oprah.
What an introduction. Let's get right to it: when Her Excellency was was still on the air with her daily talk show, I won tickets to be part of her audience. Back in 2011, I remember going on the official website for the show and noticing one of the upcoming episodes. The theme of the …
because it’s Wednesday.
Let's get to it. This is Chadwick Boseman. You may have seen him in 42, or Get on Up, or the latest rendering of Captain America, or the recently released trailer for Black Panther, which gave you, me, and everyone currently living enough life to last for more life. I mean... I chose the photo …
smile. (😒)
"Smile!" I've heard it most of my life. And if you have a resting fierce face like me, you've heard it, too. Strangers, random folks--they all seem to take pleasure in viewing our stony features and commanding us to break into grins. Like me, do you want to push said people over to the ground …
speechless.
Writing fiction has been a no-go, party people. And I miss writing fiction. Yes, I've written some poems quite recently (here and here, if you feel like reminiscing), but I am 100 percent a writer, lover, and creator of fiction. I don't exactly know what's going on. Let's think it through: Is it because I …
big bag, small bag.
Once upon a time, our fair chocolate princess was at work and in the middle of typing when a sharp pain shot though her wrist. Of course, she gazed at her wrist as if the body part could communicate why it did this to her. Thankfully, there was no answer (talking body parts may be cute in …
fruit salad.
Can I tell you how much I miss my tropical paradise/coconut/fruit salad? I will. December 2016 was the last time I: saw my curls got the chance to detangle as I go run my fingers through my kinks engaged in hours-long twisting sessions while catching a movie on the Netflix  "tamed" these edges before pushing …
because it’s Wednesday.
It's been a while since we discussed Wednesday lovelies. Here's one for your consideration. You know how I feel about him. I discussed his blueprint status here. Before my dear Idris, it was him. It's still him. You know how you'll never forget your fourth-grade crush even though you're now in college and your current "true …
National Poetry Month: Les Poèmes Finaux (#28,29,30)
The final three poems. It's been wonderful sharing this poetic April with you. Whether it was something I wrote or a classic, beloved piece, I was reminded of my enduring love of poetry, and I hope you were, too. Sometimes we moved in sync with the month, sometimes pieces came at you in bulk, like today. …
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This Square Peg. 