For a moment, there was the scream of tires and the mad chime of broken glass, the soft petals of white lilies, and a clod of dirt breaking apart in … - Akwaeke Emezi

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For a moment, there was the scream of tires and the mad chime of broken glass, the soft petals of white lilies, and a clod of dirt breaking apart in Feyi’s hand, but she brushed it all aside like smoke.

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About Akwaeke Emezi

Akwaeke Emezi (born 1987) is Nigerian-born writer and video artist of Igbo and Tamil descent.

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Native Name: Akwaeze Emezi
Alternative Names: Zara

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