Category: stories
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Keep being mist!
Being mist, I see that I may have to obscure understanding, drizzle like fine rain, enlist all fog, till they hear me roar.
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Keep love!
listen, keep this where you keep all those things that matter, we have always loved love. listen we have been hard, direct, tired, mad. but always in all ways, we loved love. loved each other, loved through fire, loved like blood, keep this. Lucile Clifton is forever a muse, a teacher and fine example of…
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Keep moving like an ocean still!
We retreat, retrace our footsteps and follow sand this time, past an aged boat with history, the rough and firm depths of sand, the cracked cry of the ocean, the rise and fall of soulful waves, all the way back to where dreams first began. Pride and joy still swell our hearts. Initial love, we…
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Keep the life of Onyeka Onwenu!
Legends never die. They only assume new position as ancestors. The knowledge of your passing though remains deep. You were more than an icon, a muse, a storyteller, a dreamer who reminded us why love would keep us all together, why God should bless our mothers and truly the power of bringing people together. I…
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Keep this Bright Star!
I love balance with life. Where something stands, Achebe once noted, something else will stand beside it. I’m a researcher, a professor of medicine, a public health scientist and one focused on sustaining evidence based interventions in resource limited settings. It’s my head. I am also a mother, a wife, Onyelo’s Isi-baby, a sister, a…
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Keep this metaphor!
I was asked to describe myself yesterday, I said I am storyteller. Everything I do begins from a place of stories. I am in the process of beginning, becoming too, and stories, like metaphors are leading. Then I proceeded to break and empty myself, my dreams to strangers I was meeting for the first time.…
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Keep grace!
I begged my bones to be kind to me. They remembered yesterday and praised tomorrow. How will we stay the same they said. Now that we know the meaning of grace. So we let them drown as if in a pool of never ending water, as if in a sea of roaring waves, knowing they…
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Keep all the ways you “light your path.”
see women invisible, like your grandmother, are like light in the path, doves on a rock hill, with soft extravagant scars, across the soles of their feet. see the steps she took, across slippery water, it was her, that first heard birds calling, palm trees rustling, a woman by the river singing, children crying, not…
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Keep speaking!
There are those who speak with a voice full of ease. But I speak of persistence to those I love. So they readily meet life, choose love, just as they see it.
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Keep a plan!
Imagine if you sat in a room full of young people, what would you say, how would you begin. I sat in a room full of young people yesterday and saw myself in their eyes. Their minds were open and ready to learn. I began with these words from my mother “Enter to learn, depart…
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Keep all the ways you begin!
we are all driven by stories, possibilities within, the hopeless rampages of pain, or the stillness of morning dews, all of which are both life and writing. how we begin is all that matters so long as we begin.
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Keep knowing you are enough!
if near angry oceans, roaring waterfalls, vicious waves or crying rivers, like a deer, thirsty, stand and drink in praise. what eyes see, lips taste are enough!