THE SUNDAY RUMPUS ESSAY: LOVE/WOMAN/THIRTY

BY WAYÉTU MOORE April 12th, 2015 ———- love/ ———- At that point I could not remember when last I had been outside. Some weeks prior I went to a store just below Eastern Parkway, one of the only stores of its kind that still existed among the deluge of coffee shops and yoga studios, to buy palm oil and frozen cassava leaves, to make the dish I knew would heal me, the only Liberian dish that could. When I arrived a sign informed that the store had closed indefinitely, and…

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