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A Storyteller's Canvas


Childhood’s End
The innocent lessons we learn from horrible moments and how they define us and shape the path ahead. Stop , she cries out behind me....

lylaet
2 min read


JUDGEMENT DAY
Art by liliboo And so here we are again, brought into question once more. Having to defend our way of life, our way of love, our being....

lylaet
3 min read


Mayhem, Magic and Memory Lapses
Eddy the rugby player was having one of those months. To almost anyone who knew him, he was still Eddy

lylaet
8 min read


The Beast Down Below
I'll never give you away. I've already made that choice. It happened slowly, but suddenly. I can't tell you when in my heart I knew that...

lylaet
3 min read


Heaven Sent
Conversations begin but fade into other thoughts. I can't recall what they were about, but I know I tend to ramble. Unsure of where to...

lylaet
3 min read


Through The Doors: A Journey of Rediscovery and Courage
The first door is easy, magical even. There is no marking on the door, but instinctively she knows and opens it. It leads her to her...

lylaet
2 min read


The World Waited
The sweet melodies of the morning birds roused me from my sleep, just a few minutes before my alarm. What a far more delightful and...

lylaet
2 min read


There Is A Place For Us
There is a place for us. It's neither big nor small. In fact, I couldn't really describe it to you. I know it has all the things that I...

lylaet
2 min read


Child Of Light
My child of light. When you exploded into being, the universe celebrated. The heavens exalted your arrival. Life marvelled at your being....

lylaet
1 min read


Golden Brown Perfection
I would kill to hold your hand. Just grab it, and feel your fingers interlock in mine. I am not a hand holder. This isn’t something we...

lylaet
2 min read


Aminata's Freefall
It was her fifth job interview after graduating from university, and it was absolutely infuriating. She could feel the sweat collecting...

lylaet
13 min read


The National Archives of Ghana - Archived Letter #23020 (2001)
My love, 35 days. So of course I haven’t forgotten and moved on. You linger. In my thoughts, in my memories, in my desires. I haven’t...

lylaet
5 min read
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