When We Dream We Are Our God
Today, in a small, quiet room near the centre of the Lagos University Teaching Hospital, I went into the cold darkness of sleep and when I returned to the warm light of consciousness, I had become a god.
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Category: Award Nominees
On the Day You Spend Forever with Your Dog
When the dog dies, she doesn’t know she is dying. You shouldn’t feel sorry for her. To her, life lasts forever.
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Field Biology of the Wee Fairies
When Amelia turned fourteen, everyone assured her that she’d find her fairy soon.
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A Witch’s Guide to Escape: A Practical Compendium of Portal Fantasies
Our late fee is twenty-five cents per day or a can of non-perishable food during the summer food drive. By the time the boy finally slid The Runaway Prince into the return slot, he owed $4.75. I didn’t have to swipe his card to know; any good librarian (of the second kind) ought to be able to tell you the exact dollar amount of a patron’s bill just by the angle of their shoulders.
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