Whoever said creativity was easy, a buzz from the subconscious, has not been through the dark night of the soul. I have. I wept with my protagonist wondering, why...why am I doing this to myself? So lately I've been spent. Drained by the sheer grit of finishing the first draft of my novel and now with… Continue reading The Making of a Craftsman or Artisan
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Missing Nigerian Girls Abducted by Boko Haram Islamic Militants
#BringBackOurGirls. You don’t mess with babies and innocent children. The days of Boko Haram are numbered. Fanatics and maniacs always overplay their hand. To Nigerians, our collective indolence has allowed this septic and cancerous sect of Islāmic militants to fester for five years. Five years! They are operating on a “scale and ferocity that underscores how… Continue reading Missing Nigerian Girls Abducted by Boko Haram Islamic Militants
Unsightly Edges – A Poem
Unsightly Edges - A Poem By Ama Danesi There's a knock, a hesitant rap on my nape from pain that's testing, peering over my delicate collar-bone for a crack in my steely resolve. My need for more is a palmed heat. I'm done with squatters. He can still smell me in his nostrils. He lingers, a familiar high… Continue reading Unsightly Edges – A Poem
A Rude Awakening to Gratitude.
At 6.25 am today, between trying to hitch a ride to the library from an old friend who turned out to be a snitch and trying to catch the giant baby, Beyoncé dropped on its head, I was rudely awakened by the after-shock of the 4.4 magnitude earthquake that hit Westwood CA and sent shock… Continue reading A Rude Awakening to Gratitude.
Mie’s Gone – A Poem
Mie's Gone - A Poem by Ama Danesi Mie's gone before the rising of the dreaded moon Into your wide open belly, I dive. I sink in the underlying dose of blues. Overhead only radicals fly, Mie's gone but You soothe me - with fingers soft as waves. Inspiration: Without Mie scattering at sunset and sunrise,… Continue reading Mie’s Gone – A Poem
