Kaneshie Overhead (Part II)

After another fifteen minutes of waiting, I decided I’d be safer up on the Overhead, out of the flow of traffic and a potential mugging. I clutched my overnight bag, regretting having packed my laptop and digital camera. Once I made it to the first landing of the bridge, some of my anxiety eased up….

Hello, My Name is…

I sat with my friend Nana as we settled in for the four-hour journey putting our snacks and water bottles in the back pockets behind the seats.  We were fussing over who got the window seat. “Hey! Where are you ladies from? I heard an American accent,” he flashed a smile our way as Nana…

Busua

For David… You lie face down chest rising in a pattern all your own on the bed we’ve shared for two nights arms in a triangle supporting your head full of curls You are a linear progression…after this triangle Body slender wrapped in the cover cloth thighs touching each other parting at the knees to…