Under European impositions, ‘black art’ is threatened. The transpositions of black folklore into European languages, made by lovers of ‘things from Africa’…
Category: creative non-fiction
I started life alone
I started life alone. And in the midst of the displacement, I needed someone that… I needed love and affection. But, instead I felt alone in the relationship.
I was seventeen at the time
I was seventeen at the time. When we got to the border, I ended up staying in the United Nations’ refugee camps in Namibia for a year.