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Bassey Ikpi

So this sadness returns quietly. Always quietly. No great trumpeting or horn blast. No drum circle or full-bodied gospel wail. No stunning metaphor or dazzling simile. There is only this throbbing and distant and empty and quiet. Always this white noise of rush and tide. It’s what silence sounds like. Water. — Bassey Ikpi, I’m… Continue reading Bassey Ikpi

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