“JOY THAT MAKES NO SENSE”
© Opeyemi AkintundeInspired by THE LIVING WORD Mide sat quietly on the last row of the bus, gazing out the window, smiling to herself for no clear reason. She had just lost her phone the night before. The economy was biting hard. She had no love interest, and she had three unsubmitted job applications still pending. Yet, her…
