River Wedding
Ma is afraid of water after dark.Nor the glass or jug, but the pumping stationAcross the street.Once she told me why.When she was five,Orunni, the village Huck Finn,Who ran after ghosts, and no book could catch up with her,Oruni told my Ma, google-eyed,Sompawati, the river behind their thatched houses,was getting married the next evening. All […]