Ok. 2019.

2019/01/19 by mkhana

The year opened its eyes lazily, slowly. Unfurling itself in a violet-tinged haze that seemed to want to hang onto 2018 in an attempt to make things right before letting go. Before I could snap to, the year had already kicked my butt in a tense final goodbye. The year started with an unbelievable sadness. […]

#metoo in Liberia; The MTM Story

2018/10/18 by mkhana

Your voice is silenced by the thought that nobody will believe you. I read this article recently, authored by Finlay Young in Time Magazine. It is a long, sad, shocking story about trust misplaced, dreams deferred and very heartbreaking #metoo moments. The events happened in Liberia, a place where I once lived a decade ago, where […]

Pendulum

2018/10/17 by mkhana

I’ve touched both the sky and the depths of a fiery hell, fire licking at a strained heart, pushed to the limit with a pendulum of emotions. I have swung high up on a high wire with no net, and stuck my tongue out in glee, catching those snowflakes of happiness, icy with promise; pricks […]

Our Boy/Their Man

2018/10/12 by mkhana

The newspaper said he was a man. But he is or was a boy. He had barely gone past the larger double digits that marked his second decade of life. The newspaper called him a man. His papa called him Junior, and he looked like he was all of 12. The newspaper called him a […]

Pinked Out

2018/10/12 by mkhana

Breast Cancer Awareness Month. There is pink everywhere. And it gives this feeling of light airy joy. The posters encouraging women to get their mammograms are full of happy, smiling women. You can see that light, airy thread suspended in their smiles. The NFL games in the US are ‘pinked out’ for October; my friend […]

Exist

2018/10/11 by mkhana

So many in draft, covering up so much, offering a free space where none exists. The hurt is clear, the way forward not, bringing tons to surface, where nobody should exist. So much ‘I don’t know’, ripping out a heart, in this free world, where love should exist.