Esther Nnaemeka
Writing is personal. It only becomes public when the readers understand in depth what the message being passed across entails. That is my ultimate dream as a writer.
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Rinsed out
"Mami, they said you can slow down if you are struggling". She literally trembled when I said those words. My mother was a strong woman. A traditional woman. The kind of woman who would keep her marriage till the end for the sake of her children. The kind that would kill her husband a thousand times in her head and still serve him pounded yam and his favourite soup every night. She knew what it meant to struggle quite well. What she didn't know how to do was slow down. She turned slowly, as thou...
Brown lover
His favorite color was brown. He said it was so because brown reminded him of old wisdom, a sage, a wisdom that could only come with age. It also reminded him of a tangible passing away. A loss that one must feel and hold on to in order to be able to feel at all. Whenever he wrote, he would always write with a brown coloured pen, most times thinking out loud how nice it would be to have brown ink on white paper; a beautiful synergy. Not because the combination was so pleasant to look at, but bec...
