Politika
Writings.

What war made edible, made us available to do editables. What survival made possible has left us telling the stories of our survival in our own voice. What desperation made acceptable fortified our core identity — Igbos of Biafran blood. And what deprivation made ordinary made us make abundances that cured deprivations. Rather than bury these obvious realities of our struggles in the larger menu of unusual delicacies, let them stand alone.