Stories

  • Dotting the Blemish

    By on September 8, 2018

    I was standing in front of the dark wooden door. It was heavy – the silence in the room...

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  • Drought and the Dry Harvest

    By on July 12, 2018

    I looked around the hall filled with relatives and friends. Everyone had come to celebrate the event. The scream...

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  • Retribution, Revenge and Relevance

    By on February 5, 2018

    I woke up with a jerk, hearing the yelling. Who has come now, at this time of the dead,...

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