Ways of belonging. Having travelled to the land of her birth as the coronavirus pandemic began to gather pace, Yewande Omotoso feels the tug of home.
I had two babies inside me, the medical rationale for the unimaginable bone-weariness I experienced. The pregnancy started almost in tandem with Covid-19. Before most of the mayhem had spread globally I took regular walks up from my apartment to the nearby strip mall, recently renovated and shiny. Once, as I approached the Mugg and Bean where I have cultivated some acquaintances, a woman in uniform addressed me in a friendly tone:
‘Why are you walking so slow today?’
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