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The Future Of My Blog

This year marks 5 years since I created SlowToWrite.com. That’s 5 years since I committed…

Dear Police Officers

I was a five-minute walk from home when a police car abruptly stopped beside me.…

Hardship and Friendship

Sometime last year, I walked out of a building to walk unto a bus. That’s…

My 10 Favourite Bands And Solo Artists

If you follow me on social media, you know I love music. So after I…

The Lonely, Elderly Man

Some time after seven in the morning, his eyes move to the ceiling, before his…

My 10 Favourite Podcasts

I recently noticed the number of podcasts I was subscribed to was starting to look…

My Pen Doesn’t Pick Up My Stammer

My pen doesn’t pick up my stammer. It doesn’t capture my fears in a volume.…

Do Not Weep When I Die

Two weeks ago, I received a phone call from mom, and she immediately said, “Sammy,…

Ghana Isn’t My Home Anymore

Mom was quiet on the train. They all were. My little siblings were quiet too.…

Our Fathers, Our Failures

I saw my father for the first time when I was 19. He was also…