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What is Kehkeh? Kehkeh is LIFE. Some will say Kehkeh are the three-wheeled taxi used for transportation in Liberia or  just the capital city. They come in various colors, make and models. In Asia, they're known as Tuk-Tuk...Well, in Thailand that's what they called it during my study abroad. I think I fell in love with then there, but forgot how much I enjoyed them until I got to Liberia. If you ever ran into me while in Liberia and I wasn't in a Kehkeh, it wasn't me! I even

The sand beneath my feet I will not dare count The Ocean before me There is almost no end My eyes can look no further The sun above me The rays hitting my brown skin I dare not look directly towards it Then to my far left there are these giant rocks Housed in the oceans I wonder how they got there? The waves keep hitting them continuously Yet they never lose their shinning black color The waves inching toward my feet, but does not touch it Who tells them where to s

They tell me I have an accent. That's funny because They also tell me pretty much the same thing! Who are they you may ask? My fellow Americans And of course my very own Liberian People Welcome to my life: I am an immigrant  living in Liberia, but still connected to my birth country. I missed the memo about being away too long so I still considered myself Liberian I've been told too many times that I am not considered Liberian YET I am not American enough to blend in. There i

SHE was powerful not because SHE wasn't scared, but because SHE went on so strongly despite her fear.

Raise the bar not my legs I’m not offering a piece of ass, but you can have a piece of my mind Try to undress my mind Slowly peel off the layers of hurt I’ve been wearing Then trow away my fears Thrust some compassion my way Remove these garments of pride I walk around with Be gentle when you rub against my patience I want to get lost in your aptitude Want some head? How about you get in my head Change my mentality of the male species Make me believe that you see beyond what

Don't fall for the way I look after spending hours to get ready Hair done, Nails done, Make up done to perfection- Oh baby! I'm TV ready Can my selfie say Amen? If you're going to Fall in love with me, Fall for my real body The way it slightly widens around the hips The way my flat stomach is deceiving cuz junk food is my weakness Fall in love with those dark spots that appear after my concealer wipes off Fall for my hands that are not very lady-like Fall for my impatience, m

Kiss me baby, Kiss me I want to stained your lips with my love Pour out your love like wine after a long day With your eyes close, lead me through your thoughts With only your tongue, pour into me   Kiss me baby, Kiss me breathless Explore my passion Oh baby! Let's do it old fashion Pick me up and don’t be late Drive through movie type of date Get me home, but not before we hold hands Watch me walk back to my house then hesitate, but follow   Kiss me baby, Kiss

Dear President Ellen Johnson-Sirleaf, I am a patriotic Liberian who was privileged to have received an American education, but not before I got my foundation from J.J. Roberts United Methodist School in Monrovia. I gave up corporate America experiences to walk the red dirt roads in Maryland county because of my devotion to the new Liberia you have led over the past 11 years. I say new Liberia, because the Liberia I grew up in was the one with bullets and relocation every now