At home I was stubborn and irrational, rejecting all the evidence that would contradict the one belief in which I had invested myself.
To access ...
To get to the proper understanding of the social imaginary from looking at the street, however, a number of things have to be borne in mind. The first that Accra’s ...
Taxicabs are everywhere in Ghana, and replete in the cities, the drivers play an indispensable role in Ghanaian society, and in our cities that have no regular transport services, this ...
For me, any mention of Ghana – particularly pre-1957 – takes me back to the home I grew up in, where parental reminiscences of what I as a child thought ...
Memories make us…
Continue Reading Litro # 160: Changes | Remembrance
...
Leonard would find men online and then set up a date with whichever girl met that particular man’s preferences. Then Leonard and the girl would split the payment. Was it ...
“Sometimes I’d tell my mother stories about little things, like skimming rocks across the river or catching fireflies in the mulberry fields and when I told those stories I could ...
There’s one thing I agree with Trump about and that is to not be afraid. Because to give fear to a brute like Trump is to give him even more ...
Sometimes I like to pretend that I’m not really a city boy. Mostly on those days when the London air feels lifeless and vile, and so still that it sits ...
When I’ve walked away from all the images of massacres and witches, bandits and clashing armies and lunatics, and when the pictures of kings and gods have faded away, the ...
A mother and her four-year-old son are found dead in their Tachikawa apartment. Continue Reading Essay: Death in the December Sunshine
...
You are more than your shoes. So is she. Which means you’re similar, which means you’re basic. Continue Reading Back to Basic
...
Ireland in January is beautiful as ever but stark and cold and, on this visit, I’ve lost count of the number of people who think I’m crazy to have come ...
For me, the first warning signs surfaced in late 2012. A few months before, I had begun dating a self-confessed gym rat. Being a little softer around the edges than ...
I was twelve when Dad passed away. Bhaiya was the closest I had to a father for the greater part of my life. Losing him was like losing my father ...
Looking out through a sash window onto Manchester Square, London W1, our writer Izabella Scott records her impressions of a changing city. Continue Reading Observations on Manchester Square, ...
In 1993 in midwinter in Guodian central China, an ancient tomb is found opened. Continue Reading Burnt Books
...
There is a suspicious amount of duct tape wrapped around the wing of the little Cessna. There is no door, just a gaping hole in the side of the plane. ...
A personal narrative about social anxiety and the parts of a persons life it affects the most. Dealing with our coping mechanisms in difficult social situations as well as the ...
‘You have to remember there’s a strong belief in reincarnation here. Most Thais think, I’ve had a good life, and if I die I die. And they’re generally happy-go-lucky.’ ...
