Writing insteadThe file is a hundred and twenty pages. On what happens to the worst things when you put them in order.WritingThe electionThe country voted last week. For one afternoon the south-east thought it might have a president who was ours. On what hope does to a region.NigeriaObinze at dawnI walk at five now, from the stadium to the mango tree at D10 and back, before the city is awake enough to have an opinion.OwerriMama said goThe kitchen, the stool, and the sentence I had spent seven years refusing to say, said for me by the person with the most right to refuse it.LeavingPapersWhat it actually takes: a passport office in Owerri, a bank statement, a letter, a form that asks a question I cannot answer honestly.LeavingThe last harmattan, maybeChristmas Eve at D10, in the parlour this time. Papa in the room. A photograph by the mango tree with six people in it.Family