Death Song Your lips are blue, almost black, and swollen with yellowish cracks carved into them. Your cheeks are scorched, deflated tennis balls. Your stomach is painfully-puffed up, in sharp, awkward contrast to your bony, mutilated, fragile frame. Your eyelids are thin and sunken with dark discoloration. Your nails…
The Ghanaian music scene is rediscovering the appeal of thought provoking sounds that do more than make you move. The kind of rhythm and soul that is the foundation of the high life and hip life genres and gave birth to the likes of Osibisa, Obrafour, Nana Ampadu and Reggie…
Is there a kind of too much that is enough? Is there a kind of angry that is calming? Is there an amount of hurt that soothes? How many tears will make a smile? How much more firewood till the fire burns me? Forgive the winds for blowing so cold,…
[Efya x Getaway] Let’s steal a car, and travel through Africa, From the unforgiving deserts to the white sands of Madagascar. Let’s leave our lives and just go, Buy whatever we need from the side of the road. Let’s battle the Sahara for the food in Dakar, Or maybe…
First come the winds, strong as a lioness pursuing her prey, Then comes the drizzle, sharp as pin-needles, fast as the gazette, Soon enough the lightning strikes, blazing its glory across the evening sky, All too quickly the storm takes over. Trees are hurled, pulled up by their roots; the…