It didn’t matter what I went to do in the kitchen, and it didn’t matter if the housekeeper was coming. I had to wash the plates and not say a thing.
Read MoreEach photo is accompanied by a short, hand-written description, and I spend a Sunday afternoon after church sipping sherry and chatting with the aged couple.
Read More“Short stories set in Nigeria,” I answer, because I can’t explain that it is hard to trace the root of brokenness, yet my mind won’t stop time traveling.
Read MoreThere is a certain freedom in exploring cities when you haven't inhaled their fear. You spend time seeing in awe and imagining possibilities instead of clutching bag.
Read MoreI started to see myself in the Bible, much like how I often saw the poetry of some women reflect me. It was no longer about external interpretations.
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