Wings clipped

The time: 11 AM.  Mom gets a phone call. The kind of call that gives you some shivers even before you answer it.  "She just passed on" Death has never been a comfortable topic for me, but recently that discomfort has intensified. I’ve wanted to write about Agnes for quite some time. I wasn’t planning …

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Already Fabulous Enough Anyway

​"Ko utashyizeho bya bindi bitukura ku munwa?" (Why didn't you put the red thing on your lips?) Our neighbour who's come to see Mom, asks me. Mom, who knows the kind of girl she has for a daughter (who doesn't even have a mirror in her room) bursts out laughing. And I credit my upbringing …

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