November 2, 2017 // Sitting on the other side of the desk. She fumbled to write my name as Kossi spelled Whitney in French. She flipped back and forth between the pages as a woman used the most archaic blood pressure … Continued
I have had the privilege, in my 25 years, to visit slums all over the world. Many may not call that a privilege, but I certainly do. I’ve held the hands and had the blonde ends of my hair touched … Continued