UUHDEMÉ
Mama had a daughter, and she named her Udeme. Her classmates referred to her as UUHDEMÉ, because that was what her mother had written…
Author: Isoquill
I am a baby born in the first month of the year. I tell stories. I love art and tech and education and music and food.
My spirit animal?
The wind.
EASY IS HARD
Easy is hard. Ask the ancestors. Women don’t come cheap, food doesn’t come because you planted and war doesn’t seek permission. There’s always a provocation,…
AN ODE TO FOOD
There’s many uses for food: to be savoured, to be eaten, to combat grief and loneliness, to drown out hateful comments. Food for the…
WEDDINGS ARE FOREVER
Nine months after they said “I do”, her husband left. It was a destination wedding, the wedding of the year, they had called it. People…
THE UNCERTAINTIES OF A CERTAIN SOMEBODY
Who fears death? Certainly not me. Death is certain for everyone. Death is the crux, the climax, the end. Death is certain for royalty, and…