by AKN | Feb 14, 2019 | Writing
trade Trade itself is an art, negotiations the brush with which to paint. Each transaction requires three important parts to be understood by both parties. The first is the value of their own item, the second the value of the opposite parties commodity, and the third...
by AKN | Feb 14, 2019 | Writing
the love of the ancients I had heard about what love could be – passionate, like a storm, sweeping and raging through youthful hearts, bringing longing and fiery compulsions. It would turn the world upside down and inside out. Everything before and after would be...
by AKN | Feb 14, 2019 | Writing
the prison The prison was in the basement of the Headquarters Building, its only access a winding staircase of dubious quality carved as if into the earth, and a tiny grated window at its far corner designed to allow a breath of vitalizing air and the demoralizing...
by AKN | Feb 14, 2019 | Writing
the greatness of humanity Do you know where the greatness of humanity is found? It is found in love. The only strangeness I find in this world is the depiction of love as weakness, when in fact it is our greatest strength. I am not talking of easily loved family or...
by AKN | Feb 14, 2019 | Journal
sierra leone – a dream Like every good story, this one finds itself at the end of a twenty-one hour work shift. I had found myself in Tesco express, when even the first rays of Sun dare touch the ground, trying to justify why I needed twenty-four boxes of...
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