Zunaid Khan’s Wild Ride

THERE WAS A NIP IN THE AIR IN NEWTOWN one May morning and a small group of tourists were bundled in caps and scarves. They huddled in a small circle listening to a hulking Indian in bright white Nikes, a white T-shirt and a red Ohio State baseball cap who was telling them how it …

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We Are All Africans

THEY CAME TO LIVE THE AFRICAN DREAM.  Now they sit on patches of browned grass on the edges of our cities, living in tents, their bodies battered, their homes burnt to the ground, their possessions crushed, stolen. Now they must start again. The True Believer He carries the Holy Bible with him everywhere he goes. …