Glissade

  My brother, held tight to his  belief like a limpet holding onto algae,  chewing it off a hard rock. So when  he joined Boko Haram, we only saw it  on the leaf he left us that read: I have  left to strive in the path of my Lord. Ya  Ilahi, I agree, belief eats at a …

These Girls wanted their bosses’ lives, to upset the hierarchy of social order, and climb to positions they were never meant to reach.

And when Father was furious, the entire house suffered. He banged and shouted.

You’re becoming an angry feminist and I’m worried for you.

You are becoming a version of a person okay with the passing of a father.

ISSUES

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