Author: Danny Kresnyak

Yecid’s clothes don’t fit him right, his shoes are four sizes too large, his left wrist sometimes pops out of place and always aches with arthritis. The mangled joint is a painful reminder of a fall he suffered at work. At the...

Vida sits in a scratched wooden chair beneath the only coconut tree in a clearing. She has a series of line scars next to her eyes and mouth, three sets of four, twelve marks in all. “I got them from my mother,” she says. “When...

In honor of this hallowed day, I present Kwame Topaka, the Boozeman of Akatempo. Deep in the Aburi Jungle he makes a brew called Akapeshi. It’s a mixture of high-proof cane sugar alcohol and palm wine. It’s milky white in color,...

We met at a bar in Adabraka. He’s short, just shy of five and a half feet, though powerfully built. His rowdy appearance intensified by an ill-fitting shirt and trousers. His lips crack a smile to reveal gapped teeth and...

Clemente’s house is one of the few buildings in Joma with a roof. In fact, it’s one of the last structures still standing in the devastated area. From his front porch he can see the smashed bricks and mortar that were once the...

She wore an intricately woven blue dress, fresh black high-heels with  a matching scarf tied to keep her long braids away from her face. She was careful not to muss her outfit and avoided the shallow puddles as she walked...

The Accra Sports Stadium erupted early Sunday morning when Braimah Kamoko marched to the ring with a sewing machine and loaf of bread on his head. The main event capped a night filled with controversial matches and the outcome...

After more than two decades in Ghana, some Liberian refugees will soon board planesbound for home. This first step in repatriation comes after the United Nations High Commission on Refugees (UNHCR) reported the West African...

Accra’s Military Hospital No. 37, was built during the Second World War and it’s obsolescence is becoming evident. About a year ago, the pipe carrying raw medical waste from the mortuary, maternity and surgical theaters to the...

It started as a free-fall. A few moments of graceless terror as the mass of my body plummeted to the river bank below. Then the harness tightened and I was pulled upward; a welcome delay from the inevitabilities of Newton’s...

Wow, it’s been a while since I’ve posted on here. Expect more in the coming months. By the time most of you read this, I’ll be on a plane bound for Africa. Over the next six months I will be in Accra, Ghana. Writing,...