Clumps of wrinkled, white flesh hang from grandmother’s face and pool in the nape of her neck like turkey waddle. Her eyelids flutter but never quite open. I stroke her left hand, liver-spotted and marked with bluish-green bruises from the IVs. She
Sekai Ward
Sekai K. Ward was born in Nigeria and raised in between Wisconsin and Zimbabwe. She earned an MFA in creative writing at Antioch-Los Angeles and a masters degree in clinical social work at the University of Michigan. She lives in Ann Arbor, Michigan with her husband Stephen and their son Che.