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Ugo Amaká


Ugoamaka used to want
to be a seamstress:
onye odúdú.
but papa said the only things she would
be mending would be damaged kidneys .

so she went ahead and became
a dokinta:
onye ogwu ocha.
mending people's insides;
unmending hers.

g.o.

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