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beth_arnold 's review for:
The Death of Vivek Oji
by Akwaeke Emezi
“She looked like home, like something he could fall into”
“maybe she'd been sanded down into dullness by grief and prayers that went unanswered.”
“people don't react well to their power being beaten out of them.”
“Some people can't see softness without wanting to hurt it.”
“I died at his mouth”
“hold my life for me.”
“Do you believe in reincarnation?” I ask him. “I’m not sure my belief matters,” he says. “If it is, it is, whether I believe it or not.”
“maybe she'd been sanded down into dullness by grief and prayers that went unanswered.”
“people don't react well to their power being beaten out of them.”
“Some people can't see softness without wanting to hurt it.”
“I died at his mouth”
“hold my life for me.”
“Do you believe in reincarnation?” I ask him. “I’m not sure my belief matters,” he says. “If it is, it is, whether I believe it or not.”