September 3, 2022
The Weight of the Sun
When I was seven, my grandmother kept a bowl of fruit on the windowsill in Enugu. In the late afternoon, the sun...
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September 3, 2022
The Weight of Patience
My grandmother used to keep a jar of starter on the counter that she claimed was older than my father. Every Friday,...
September 2, 2022
The Weight of Stone
We build to keep the wind out. We stack stone upon stone, creating hollows where we might hide from the vastness of...