Your lover
Under the kuka tree, you will ask me to marry you. You will say it casually, so that it almost sounds like a joke, but I know you are not joking. Again, I will say no…
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NDIDIAMAKA
I hate my name. The ndidi part of it. Ndidi means patience, patience means endurance, endurance means suffering and more suffering and more suffering. I suspect that …
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Decembers in Enugu
Image credit: Google December always arrives with dust in Enugu. Dust and irritating heat but we don't mind, my sister and I. We breathe the air in wholeheartedly…
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Last Sunday
Last Sunday she had come in with a stomach as big as five footballs blended together somehow. I usually have a problem recognizing people and remembering things about …
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Before it hit him
It is really hot. I can feel sweat seep out through every pore on my body. I cannot wait for us to finish. Well, I can, I don't have a choice, but if I could, I wo…
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Let us pray
It was already 9AM but my father did not show any signs of stopping soon. We are all hunched down in our tiny sitting room, praying. I am getting tired. Why do we have…
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