Author Archives: kayla Innis

The Moment I’ve Avoided

I haven’t logged into this website since May. In fact, I haven’t even looked at my blog since May. This delay is not accidental; I have pondered blog topics nearly every day, yet I’ve avoided writing at all costs. You … Continue reading

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Hitchhiking to Nowhere 

The border patrol officer skimmed my passport. “Where are you staying in Togo?” Pause. “I don’t actually know,” I said, my eyes avoiding his gaze. If only I had known then just how true the statement would be. I rested … Continue reading

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Moons & Menstruation 

“She has five children.” “What?” I had completely zoned out. “Five children?” I glanced at the health record in my hands. “But when I screened her in Kandi she told me she has eight children. Eight pregnancies, eight deliveries, and … Continue reading

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1,000 Words

Some people say a picture is worth a thousand words. My friend Suzanne happens to be pretty skilled at taking photos so I reckon hers are worth even more. I’d love to share some of the photos she has taken … Continue reading

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Unrecoverable

I glance at my watch. Eleven o’clock. I rub my eyes, aware that my hands are far from clean. Dried sweat and grimy hand sanitizer cling shamelessly to my knuckles and nails. But I couldn’t care less. Twenty feet in front of … Continue reading

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Playing God

“We have been waiting here since Monday. We came from Nigeria.” Our eyes meet. I glance at the four-year-old twins next to him, both struggling to balance on extremely bowed legs. I try to hide my expression from their father, … Continue reading

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The Fear of Vanilla

“Why don’t you go out with him?” My mom asked me over breakfast. I replied without hesitation. “He’s way too vanilla.” “What exactly does that mean?” She looked confused. I straightened, confident. “It means he’s too boring, settled, and plain. … Continue reading

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