Akosua diaries




  • Transcendance

    Transcending into another plane, my soul divides. Fragments of me lingering between realms. One tethered to Earth, heavy and worn, the other drifting toward an uncertain void. The pull is gentle yet relentless,Each fragment aching for something different Peace, release, or perhaps just silence. But I remain suspended,Caught in the rift between longing and fear.…

  • Solitude= reset I needed

    Solitude= reset I needed

    “Solitude is the deep romance of the self.” – r.h. , ( Hymn Twenty-Six, She Felt Like Feeling Nothing) *written December 2024* I find this quote so captivating I was on my 18-hour flight from Ethiopia to Atlanta, a flight that seemed determined to test every ounce of patience I had left. My seat was…

  • home

    home

    I got lost on the way here, but it was not my fault.  A slap on the face My sense of direction is- Too good to get lost My dad was a taxi driver when he came to america. When we went on our once in a blue moon father-daughter “ dates” ( they were…