Unbalanced Weights

Facet One III Mr Gameli stepped out of the dock and was accompanied by an officer to a seat. Then Akoto, one of his friends who was at the pub that evening, stepped in. The Court Clerk inquired whether he was a Christian or a Muslim. He told the court that he was a Christian….

Flash fiction

8:00 am GMT We were told that Accra is a beautiful place, of luxuries and sheer bliss. So we traveled all the way from north, some from east and west, and we finally arrived in Accra at the south to have our share of the cake. My sister, it was a lie—yes Accra is a…

A Stroll Through The Mind (I)

“The Brain is the citadel of the senses; this guides the principle of thought.” The human brain is the most powerful organ in the body. Over the years, humans have used the brain as a tool to create, destroy, manipulate, rule and several others. To begin with, the brain is divided into two hemispheres: the…

Flash fiction

At my Doorstep When I finally lifted the metallic bucket filled with water almost to the brim, a piece of cloth wrapped around my bosom and my sponge dish in my left hand ready to rush to the bathhouse; I was stopped in my track. She sat there, at my doorstep, alone and sad. I…

Flash Fiction

Shortcuts are Dangerous Auntie Efua alighted at her usual bus stop. She crossed the road to the other side and began to walk briskly. There was not a single soul outside and the entire neighbourhood was quiet, except for some barks from the night dogs in the area. After every two steps, she would turn…

Poetry

Alone in the Abyss Aloneon this cold shorethe breeze caresses my skingently, softlyand I’m reminded of your wetnessthe bond once sharedon this shore where we shared a dinnerin the full glare of the infant moonabove the horizon our hearts palpitatingin crescendo-decrescendo murmursour bodies chantingsynchronized acapellas but our rhythms sealedby conjured lyrics and symphoniesof distant cicadas…