Author: Ama

Ama Danesi is an author, storyteller, and financial strategist. A self-proclaimed witness to what's possible when stubborn optimism is a core strategy, she holds an MBA and an M.A. in Humanities, and has worked in banking and management in corporate Nigeria and the U.S. She's written a collection of diaspora stories, "Artificially Flavored Layers," and her debut children's book, "Mayen and the Unexpected Gift," is part of the Mayen Creative Series. Check out her books on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Dormanes's website or whereever books are sold. Ama enjoys her family and life in beautiful, sunny California, and she blogs at amadanesi.com.
About Poetry

Man with Womb

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Today, only wall sockets are bold enough to stare back. Faithful like peep holes who warn of shadows, passing and still. My strong thighs suggest - you not trespass. Savage with glossy lips to control the pride. You think you do...I know. I am the striding force I am the knowing wink My words escape,… Continue reading Man with Womb

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All For The Perfect Name

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  I could have called myself Maya -- माया māyā Supernatural being of wisdom and power, an unfathomable plan, a detachment from incomplete fragments of reality, like a brief, disturbed drop of water from unbounded waves. How I could attain to an illusion that both conceals & pierces the veil? I certainly had the consonants… Continue reading All For The Perfect Name

Real Life

Boarding School Days at Feddy

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“Hey! you in that yellow dress...come here. Don’t make me chase you!” Somewhere in my peripheral vision, I could see someone pointing at me and gesturing wildly. These were the times I wished I could be a ghost, a phantom, a whisper or  any kind of unseen being in boarding school. My yellow-checked day dress… Continue reading Boarding School Days at Feddy

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Lessons

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I am orphaned, how I need my Father near. This body aches from the sky draped on it like a million men. The waterfall from my knees grovels endless.   The dollar stretches permissions, unsecures inhibitions but has no model answer to anquished questions. Still under armor and a sustainable savings program, my heart is… Continue reading Lessons

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Virtual Poets Society

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Move! That was all I needed to hear and I tossed my heap of excuses aside and sat at my keyboard, turned off the distracting DVR recorded episode of "Bun Heads" and typed the first poem for my application packet to the Virtual Poets workshop of the University of Iowa's International Writing Program: Day Shift at… Continue reading Virtual Poets Society