Women Who Kill #5: Ava’s Baby

Women Who Kill #5: Ava’s Baby

By Felly Oyuga Mummy, I’m feeling cold” Ava rushed to cover her child. It had been raining all afternoon and the pink blanket was not enough. She then tried to pull the plastic sheet over the cot. Her room had a leak in the ceiling. Ava lived in an old building that...

The Plight Of Our Mothers

By Eunice Aber I sat in the doctor’s room, awestruck with a mixture of wonder and sadness. Part of me was numb with shock, the other part had to be conscious as I listened to and translated the distress of the women that walked into the room. I had brought my aunt to...