Khadjiah Johnson
I sit down on the edge of the bed
With my father on the opposite
Pretending that the television
Is not glaring […]
I sit down on the edge of the bed
With my father on the opposite
Pretending that the television
Is not glaring […]
Body and Steel That evening at Ojuelegba, a loaded container fell from the bridge above, and crushed the body of a Hausa merchant beyond recognition. I also felt nothing at the first telling by an […]
for prince
by Jonathan Jacob Moore […]
I forget the Czech for “stamp” in the post office and start making up words instead the number of times you must say any name out loud to make a spell of the sounds: reporacle […]
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