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The courage… to get through life without this sense of home, without this refuge, whilst surviving a world which exploits our mothering kindness and assaults us for our femininity, is untold. But many many many ...read more
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I am leaving Accra today. I said goodbye to Nii and Kadija and Mariama, the littlest neighbours, and gave away all my pot plants. Unless I can earn enough money to come back from time ...read more
Woman at the next table films her third slow sweep of the entire restaurant. I am stuffing long reins of mozzarella in my mouth. I wipe my face and go over. 'Hi. So sorry to ...read more
All the way home I am paying attention to the trees. These are my champions, companions, and friends. The morning after disembarking from far-off chilly-cold and fairytale Berlin I was scattering the pawpaw seeds from ...read more
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Today I was walking down the street wearing shorts and within a block two men had slowed down to call out to me. One was up high, in a truck. Yo yo yo! he said, ...read more
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I met the grandmother of the chief of the tiny coastal village near where I am staying, and she has been extraordinarily gracious. Today I went to visit, bringing with me two bottles of a ...read more
I am crying all the time this week and in order to get anything done, I have to keep working while I cry. Screens are a blur, phones get wet. I cried in the taxi ...read more
I met six (6) beautiful British-Ghanaian men, who were sitting at the next table to mine. They had all just landed the night before, that is, last night: apart from 'one idiot' who inexplicably somehow ...read more
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The littlest member of drawing group was handed over in a hurry and he settled down, put his sticky little hands up on my neck and his face on my chest and decided seemed he ...read more