June 15, 2024
The Weight of the Sky
When I was seven, my uncle took me to the docks in Port Harcourt to watch the gulls. I remember being struck...
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June 15, 2024
The Edge of the Day
I often find myself leaning against the iron railing of a bridge near the canal, waiting for that precise moment when the...
June 13, 2024
The Weight of Time
The shell is a map of slow miles. It carries the dust of paths long forgotten. We measure our lives in heartbeats,...
