In The Nude
Soon their voices had gotten louder, and it’d reminded me of how close they were to the division between my raffia walls, and also of how eagerly they came to mock me of my loss, to remind me of how the gods I’d worshipped had forsaken me.
“Añuli!”
To that, I looked Okenze in his eyes, and as I saw him raise his leg to cross the threshold between I and Omeli’s home, and the road which I’d always known, I felt my face form a sort of victorious smile, laced with all the emotions I’d felt, for which I had no name, and I undid the small folds holding my wrappa together.