If We Don’t Remember Why We Came Here

We stagger back drained of all we gathered

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I think most of us would find it strange if someone only got their art through one medium, like if someone claimed she only watched films. “I’m a film-watcher,” she’d say, “so, I don’t read poems, and I…

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Obinna Uruakpa

Obinna Uruakpa

I am your Brother. I came this time among the Igbos. I share the sights, sounds, and scents of my journey in simple stories. I am a Seeker of the Infinite.

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