Nneoma Otuegbe’s Cracked Mirrors as a Metaphor of the Absurd It is a given compass of purgation to associate grief with the experiencer’s commitment to fascinations of love. But even within that ambit, grief identifies itself with several layers of memory. That is, it is an aftertaste of certain elements of the haunting subconscious. Time … Continue reading Cracked Mirrors: Our grief, our diaspora, ourselves