FLIGHT; A SHORT STORY

The woman who sat by me on the flight from Accra to Takoradi sometime in February had never been on a plane. It was obvious when she asked me to help her fasten her seat belt. It became more obvious as the plane ascended like a bird with a bad limp, and a cold hand…

MALE SUPREMACY NONSENSE; Accra Airport Diaries

Last week, I came across a certain misguided man, and after my encounter with him, I pitied his wife mostly, who I imagined must have such ill luck, and burdensome task of living with such human. It is for this reason alone that I refrained from calling him foolish after he exhibited the mysoginist side…