About

I was born in the midwest, and lived there for nearly thirty years.

My first African domicile was a two bedroom teacher’s quarters with a grey stucco exterior, a corrugated metal roof, and a flush toilet without running water. Several years later, good fortune brought me back to Africa: This time, my home was a cozy bungalow in leafy estate.

African life created many memories, and skewed how I see my birth-land.

We access our past in a kind of biomythography feedback loop: sometimes real events get washed in the tides of fiction; our stories become poems, legends and tales. Join me in exploring some words created during the adventures of an American-African, exploring the universe, and rediscovering the meaning of home, living in the mountain west.