School Girl

I am a school girl all over again I giggle often, laugh uncontrollably Blush at the slightest mention of our relationship I lie on my stomach on my bed Legs up in the air bent at the knees, feet moving in syncopated rhythm, toes wiggling Waiting for your text Wondering if the silence means sleep has … Continue reading School Girl

Present

I wait for you to wake up You turn and adjust You smile at me and squeeze my butt You don’t wake I’m like a kid waiting to open a present You’ve told me you hate to be woken up So I turn beside you impatiently I wonder if kissing you counts as waking you … Continue reading Present

Sometimes A Girl Just Wants to…

Mother asked if he was worth it. Is he serious? Is This serious? she said to me. How could I confess I was the one who asked for him to be just another iron in my fire of relationships? Can I explain to her that sometimes girls really just wanna have fun? Nothing beats a … Continue reading Sometimes A Girl Just Wants to…

Excerpt from Memoir (“Arrivals Hall at Kotoka”)

The line was long and winding with no sense of which traveler was next. Some had defied the carry-on luggage requirements and this defiance was spread haphazardly around them. Ahead of me were two men, hands and faces a few shades darker than mine who kept eyeing me suspiciously as if questioning my presence in … Continue reading Excerpt from Memoir (“Arrivals Hall at Kotoka”)