My unclothed frame fought hard to clean the blood from the bed, it was different from when I first saw my period.
I sat reminiscing as my skin brooded in the bath.
I remembered our compound crawling with women gathered to bid the next traveller farewell .
Father packed my bag. I was going to embark on this journey with him,we made it to Alhaji’s compound but Father left me behind.
It grew dark , Alhaji was upset that my passage was too tight for his freedom . I thought he knew that this was a woman’s journey not a child’s play.


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