Barua

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837

The president doesn’t know this, but he could just be keeping my farmhand, Boy, on a job. He’s been naughty, dishonest and not entirely productive, and I’ve been meaning to go down to shags and have a hard talk …

 

The King Is Naked

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641

I will tell you a story about how, not long ago, I locked eyes with a stranger, a man, and we proceeded to share a brief but intense and revealing moment.

It started with me wanting to make a …

 

A Girl. A Picture. A Story

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520

Sometimes the moon is low over Turkana and the night an impregnable shade of black. Other nights the same sky is littered by a million blinking stars. Those nights Ibei sits outside this little hut, one of the only …

 

The Griot’s Daughter

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561

It’s finally dawn and cowardice curls at my feet like a serpent. We are shadows with the night. Before we all start lifting our weaponized hands, we are still sons of women, not animals. We have been loved and …

 

Six Daughters

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616

In 1959, four thousand bob could afford you a plane ticket to New York. For those annoying people who like to equate everything with bags of cement, that’s five bags of cement now. [Happy?] In the 1950s, folks in …