Tasting GodThe first time I taste God, he is a small circle of unleavened bread and tiny cruet of mildly diluted red wine.
Essay
Kosisochukwu W. Ugwuede
Selected work (3 publications)
Remember Me as I Remember You: Photographs and Stories of BangladeshIs presence ever enough? Or are we constantly aching for memory jars to hold moments like this for as long as we can?
Travel writing
Come Out and PlayThe Zoom conferences continue, talks about a new normal powered by all these light-bulb moments and digital awakening the one month lockdown unraveled. I find these amusing. Viruses can lay low in a host cell, halt reproducing itself just long enough
Essay
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