Joycelyn D GhansahA simple apology for an unrequited crimeThose days we all sufferedJan 11, 2022Jan 11, 2022
Joycelyn D Ghansahlesson learnedThis year I realized I'm not great at a lot of thingsOct 14, 2021Oct 14, 2021
Joycelyn D GhansahCollection BowlSitting in the pew, I hyperventilate. I become nervous and cold sweats pour through my blouse.Jun 16, 2020Jun 16, 2020
Joycelyn D GhansahIn the absence of true lovenever allowed to feel, I held my emotions inFeb 20, 2020Feb 20, 2020
Joycelyn D GhansahThe Art of Pressing SendPressing send after writing your life away is something I struggle with as I craft every email.Feb 20, 2020Feb 20, 2020
Joycelyn D GhansahContemplationI wonder if my love is insufferable for those around me?Feb 20, 2020Feb 20, 2020
Joycelyn D GhansahGoodbyeSome of my senses are slowly losing their charms. The taste of this soup is not how it used to be. Even the colors I love begin to fade…Jan 26, 2020Jan 26, 2020
Joycelyn D GhansahA dream meant for meThe one who creates a donut out of rice flour gets to see me in the morning. They say, hey, thought you needed this. They place in on one…Jan 25, 2020Jan 25, 2020
Joycelyn D Ghansahat the rest stopsoulmates, the ones who collide, bringing joy in times of pain.Jan 23, 2020Jan 23, 2020