Talented writing by thenigerianstoryteller – “December”

It was not only the strange blue bird that came tapping on the window in December. There was also harmattan dust pouring in through the mosquito net covering everything. Dust left undisturbed. December was the month your mother woke up with a prophecy, the picture frame in the living room breaking open and spilling acid […]

https://thenigerianstoryteller.wordpress.com/2015/12/06/december/

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