Four Types of Village Girls

Four Types of Village Girls

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The first type of girl loves flesh. 

She’s not squeamish around blood. She understands her knives and relishes their weight in her hands. She didn’t grow up on a farm, nor did she grow up around bovines. Or sheep.

Two Things That Happened

Two Things That Happened

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I recently got stuck in a lift with a lady in an abaya and a child with cheeks that reminded me of naan bread. I was off to have a very difficult meeting with someone who hates being mentioned

Bitty-Titty Ramblings

Bitty-Titty Ramblings

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Nothing wakes one up more rudely than a full bladder. Normally when that happens I try to ignore it as much as I can, but it wins. And I have to stumble in darkness to the loo, afraid to

Of Love and Other Mistakes

Of Love and Other Mistakes

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Biko is away. I don’t know where, but he’s somewhere writing or taking care of things that are above my paygrade. Which leaves me here, to tend to the flowers and serve tea. I think he’ll be back next

The Mountain

The Mountain

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On their very first date he arrived carrying a curtain rod. It was at the Java in Galleria Mall and it was about to start raining. She had sat in a booth facing the doorway so she could see

The Light

The Light

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Mothers and grandmothers all over the country dutifully wake up at 3am to pray for their adult children and grandchildren in the city. They pray for them to meet someone to marry. They had wanted, nay, demanded, for someone

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