From Sandstorms to Street Lights

Chukwuma ate sand for the umpteenth time. His eyes hurt. He can barely see. Dear Lord! What have I gotten myself into? The sandstorm bites harder, feeding him gratuitous servings of fine particles. As his mouth filled up, his mind emptied – delirious from the howl of the wind and the sting of desert grains. … Continue reading From Sandstorms to Street Lights →

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