fatherdaugther – Mfiè y´a Enyiñ

My father

My father was a complex man. About him, one will hear both beautiful and not-so-beautiful things. For my uncle and aunties, he was their beloved brother. A generous man who loved listening to Bob Marley and Paul McCartney. Even some of my maternal cousins fondly remember the times he picked them up in his taxiContinue reading “My father”