Awuor Attyang

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The Tow Away

Hot, stinging tears trickled down her face. She put her hands behind her head and scanned the small crowd that had gathered to witness her predicament. All had ...
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The Divine Eye

My heart itched, and so I longed to scratch it, I couldn’t, wouldn’t. The scab was so brittle, A miserly attempt to guard tufts of indifference My only des...
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Careless Whispers

Careless Whispers I died, he died When the bus to ghost town left us behind I whistled when it started raining He wept I screamed at the top of my lungs ev...