Don’t cry like a girl. Be a (wo)man.
Why holding up the women in our lives can help build a nation, in place of tearing it down.
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This House is an African House
“This house is an African house./ This your body is an African woman’s body…” By Kadija Sesay.
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Property of a Sorceress
“She died under mango trees, under kola nut/ and avocado trees, her nose pressed to their roots,/ her hands buried in dead leaves, her thin legs/ spread out like palm oil in a hot pan.” By Viola Allo.
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Sketches of my Mother
“The mother of my memories was elegant. She would not step out of the house without her trademark red lipstick and perfect hair. She did not walk with slow steps as this stranger did…” By Chika Unigwe.
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Transgendered
“Lagos is a chronicle of liquid geographies/ Swimming on every tongue…” By Jumoke Verissimo.
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Between Two Worlds
“Ursula spotted the three black students immediately. Everyone did. They could not be missed because they kept to themselves and apart from the rest….” Excerpted from ‘Between Two Worlds’, by Amma Darko.
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A Dry Season Doctor in West Africa
“She presses her toes together. I will never marry, she says. Jamais dans cette vie! Where can I find a man like you?” By Viola Allo.
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The Way of Meat
“Every day—any day—any one of us could be picked out for any reason, and we would be… We’d part like hair, pushing into the walls of our containment area, then alternately cry, call, or sigh when the farmhand wrestled his pick off the floor.” By Nana Ekua Brew-Hammond.
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Shoots
“Sapling legs bend smoothly, power foot in place,/ her back, parallel to solid ground,/ makes her torso a table of support…” By Kadija Sesay.
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Quarter to War
“The footfalls fading from the streets/ The trees departing from the avenues/ The sweat evaporating from the skin…” By Jumoke Verissimo.
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