“Für Naledi: The Piano Lesson”

“Again! And sit up straight! You’re slouching.” Naledi repositioned herself on the stool in front…

“Parasite”

“Go back to Jamaica? You must be crazy! What would I do out there except…

Once A Mother

I watched from my seat in the sparsely populated bleachers as the swimmers began to…

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I Used to Love Myself

I don’t remember how old I was when my parents bought the brown metallic closet…

“Akinyi”

“Akinyi, you are such a good girl! Eh! Did you make these mandazi’s yourself?” Akinyi…

Namesake

I climbed the stairs to Aunt Tee’s apartment. The hallway was dark but the semi-opened blinds let in a hint of sunlight on the second-floor landing. The burgundy carpet was clean, other…

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