GIRLHOOD: GRACE ADEYEMI

Charmed out of Saturday owurọ sleep by freshly fried àkàrà and creamy pap come rain or shinetwirling around church on Sundays in native Crowning weekdayswith white rice & assorted meat stew  finishing each nightwith ...

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GOBLIN FRUIT: MAZ HEDGEHOG

He smiles down at her, takes her hand in his long, cool fingers and helps her up. She has all of his attention, as though he sees every fracture, clumsily stitched seam and poorly healed wound that makes up the mess of her. She is ...

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FEATHERS: BECKY BALFOURTH

I found her. Slightly broken, by the bins.  Russet feathers. Small uncertain wings. Hazel eyes, deep-set and still amidst all the fluttering. Little pink left leg damaged, bent at the ankle.   In the hollow of my ribcage ...

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