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Musings of An African Woman · 9M ago

Orlando, Please Understand.

Originally posted on the ramblings: In the days and months following my father’s 2014 murder I heard one phrase uttered time and time again: Please understand. The killer’s probation officer...
Musings of An African Woman · 9M ago

What Remains

As I am surrounded by my language less and less the longer I stay in the U.S., keeping my radio dial on this CD is all I can do to stay comforted that there is some method to this madness ca...
Musings of An African Woman · 1Y ago

At The Crossroads of Life in North Country

I’ve been gone from the blogosphere for exactly 6 months and 6 days. I’ve done little writing in the time since I wrote A Pronouncement. It’s not that I haven’t thought of writing; I have. W...
Musings of An African Woman · 1Y ago

Because there will be no chance to say it then.

Originally posted on if you want kin, you must plant kin ...: #If IDieInPoliceCustody, I was murdered. I didn’t fight, didn’t grab for a weapon, didn’t mysteriously pass in my sleep, didn’t ...
Musings of An African Woman · 1Y ago

Welcome to America

“Welcome to America!” Aunty V exclaimed as she moved towards my sister and I arms outstretched with a long winter coat tucked under her left arm. “Finally, you are here!” Mother added We had...
Musings of An African Woman · 1Y ago

I Am Beautiful the Way God Made Me

My first performance in my little North Country village.Filed under: publications, publicity, reflections, youtube video
Musings of An African Woman · 1Y ago

When Fear Has a Grip on You

When fear seizes hold of you, you have quite a difficult task ahead of you. This morning when someone wished me Happy Thanksgiving and asked how I was, I responded with: “I am riddled with f...
Musings of An African Woman · 1Y ago

A Pronouncement

“So what would you like to do ultimately?” I was asked this question a few weeks ago by a colleague and without thinking too hard, I said: “Get married!” And then I said: “But don’t tell my ...
Musings of An African Woman · 1Y ago

On Makala and Jazz; The Hermeneutics of Memory

So when I left Ghana the last time I left angry and broken-hearted. I had arrived with high hopes of attempting to settle down a second time by looking for work and starting some writing pro...
Musings of An African Woman · 1Y ago

A Million Hands Are Reaching

Originally posted on the ramblings: “Those who have suffered understand suffering and therefore extend their hand.” – Patti Smith When I sleep I see them limping and crawling, frantic to get...