New Year…Getting at it again!

I come here with my shaky hands to shamelessly type that I am trying to take this blogging thing seriously this year. No…this is not the time to abuse me for my irregularity and how much less I have posted on here over the past year. Leave 2020 matters in the trash bin where they …

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Resistance and survival: Tales of Street Harassment in The Gambia

For so many women, fear is a constant state of mind. The endless “what if” cycles are our way to clock in and out of our days. Our safety is always questioned. In our homes, with our fathers, brothers, cousins. In our neighborhoods, with boys and men we grew up with. And in the streets, …

To women…

To women birthed from soils their mothers walked on. Clothed with extra layers of skin from the skirmish of women before them, Just so they could walk through the storm that drowned their grandmothers. From broken skeletons of women that fought battles they will never hear about, learn about or be proud of. From torn …

Portraits & Candids

When I am not procrastinating, I am looking at the world through my Sony a7.

Of Shunned voices and Unsung Sheroes!

I write this to all my thirteen-year-old teenage girls figuring their spaces in the world, those slowing falling into the pits of the biases of patriarchy and toxic masculinity, those reduced to doing dishes and after school curfews. Those who look at all the corners of the room but not see their kind…a raised challenging …

Shade of the coast

Walk down this journey of words and feed your mind Sniff through the cologne of our old pages strengthen our roots And celebrate how far long we have sailed through the hands of time. See they say "heavy is the head that wears the crown" and once you look deeper, You'll spot the cracks behind …

When I was a child

I always ever wanted to be able to compete with the boys and each time I foot raced them I won every time at recess. Because of my muscular frame, they called me names and from the way I only ever wore soccer t-shirts and sweat pants. After names were implanted into my brain like …

I AIN’T NO LESS

"I woke up late today, Still feeling the pains from yesterday" They look at me and say I should wear a smile, That I should be strong enough to walk a mile, That the pain will fade away in just a while That I should keep it inside every time. These are words from people …