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Posts tagged with ‘Father’

  • Things We Lose

    By Kiah on September 28, 2015
    I don’t like this story…i find it tedious, boring even but I am discovering the boring side of me. This is a good thing…think of it like a denouement. If you know me well, you know I will be right back around on that mountain top. Bear with me. Kisses…   She sees his snout first. It lands in her […]
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  • The Memory Book

    By Kiah on May 8, 2015
    This is a sequel to the last story, ‘They Walked On Water’. I like this story. It is slow paced and words seem to easily find their place in the puzzle of this story. Adiaha, she was lucky to have a father that knew to call out over the oceans to for her happinness. If you aren’t that lucky, that […]
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  • They Walked on Water

    By Kiah on April 27, 2015
    This one is a tribute to this relentless winter. Thank goodness Spring is here. I like the story for many reasons. I have managed to talk about at least 5 themes in less than 2000 words. There is love, fatherhood, immigration, seasons, identity etc… This is the first story i ever written that i want to write a sequel to. […]
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  • Good Reasons To Cry

    By Kiah on January 30, 2015
    I often wonder which of us, of all my father’s children will miss him the most. Everyone tends to deign to Adaku’s opinion on the matter. She was the one that nurtured Papa in his last days after all, the one that read novenas out loud at his bedside while he diminished, the only one of us that closed her […]
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  • Fools

    By Kiah on January 20, 2015
    I wrote this one a while ago… Children are my earthly reminders that God still believes in us.    They flurry around her like bees as she sits on the chair that was her father’s. She smiles to herself and marvels at the apt comparison. For indeed, they are bees, the worker kind and she is queen over them; it […]
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  • No Reason

    By Kiah on October 4, 2014
    I am awake but she doesn’t know this; I can feel her eyes as they roam my supine body, seeking a reason. She has always been the reasonable one of us both. Even for something as unreasonable as falling in love, Ayesha found a way to be reasonable. I gave her the butterflies, she said; that was her reason for […]
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  • Taking Turns

    By Kiah on June 17, 2014
    It is night time where I live. Darkness seems to fall faster in the slums than it does in the neighborhoods of the wealthy. I didn’t know this until Akan invited me to sleep over at his house. Mama said no at first when I told her about the invitation. I wasn’t expecting anything else from the woman I called […]
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  • Stories My Father Told Me

    By Kiah on June 1, 2014
    This was written by my friend, John. Most of you know him as @singlenigerian . Of course I put maggi for inside but he did all the pepper grinding and hunting for meat (lol- is that sexist or what?) Parenthood is probably one of the hardest things we will ever do. A ‘Humans of New York’ photo yesterday showed a woman […]
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  • The Slate Eyed Man

    By Kiah on May 20, 2014
    This is a story that I have been cooking for a while…hopefully it is well done now. Me, I don’t like medium rare steak. Well done wins every time. 🙂 And Mr Jesse Williams who is featured in our photo today…sigh…yummy Enjoy.   His eyes are the color of slate, the color of roads yet to be traveled, the color […]
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  • Laugh Lines

    By Kiah on May 14, 2014
    200 and counting girls are missing in Northern Nigeria. They miss home. They miss school. They miss their families.  Our people say ‘better a child dead than a child missing.’ My hope is that these girls will come home soon and their parents will never have to dwell on this proverb. I wrote this for the Dana Air crash a […]
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