Reversals

© Folakemi Emem-Akpan Against the noonday chill that only I seem to be feeling, I hunch my shoulders and pull my cardigan tighter. Inside of me, there are swivels and churns and pirouetting. And panic. For the past two hours, as I wandered around my neighbourhood, the world around me seemed surreal. I shouldn’t be... Continue Reading →

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