Between Sentences, the Birds!
I wish for many talents. To know how to sing, how to play the guitar, the piano. The saxophone! When it comes to knowledge—something I think would make me a
Category: Other Writings
America Is Not What It Meant to Me
Some years back, at the border on my way from Sierra Leone to Guinea, I was directed to a small room for immigration checks. A few people were lined up
Some Kind of Blue
Wednesday was one of those weekdays that make you feel like Friday, but you dare not wish for it because there is so much left to do before the week