Mariam

“The things that will go I to my handbag are laid out on my dressing table.
Two packets of pocket tissue, one 30-centilitre bottle of water, one first aid kit, one packet of wipes, one wallet, one tube of hand cream, one lip balm, one phone, one tampon, one rape whistle.
Basically, the essentials for every woman.”
― Oyinkan Braithwaite, My Sister, the Serial Killer

“I AM THE SHADOW THAT DEVOURS ROCKS, mountains, forests, and rivers, the flesh of beasts and of men. I slice skin, I empty skulls and bodies. I cut off arms, legs, and hands. I smash bones and I suck out their marrow. But I am also the red moon that rises over the river, I am the evening air that rustles the tender acacia trees. I am the wasp and the flower. I am as much the wriggling fish as the still canoe, as much the net as the fisherman. I am the prisoner and his guard. I am the tree and the seed that grew into it. I am father and son. I am assassin and judge. I am the sowing and the harvest. I am mother and daughter. I am night and day. I am fire and the wood it devours. I am innocent and guilty. I am the beginning and the end. I am the creator and the destroyer. I am double.”
― David Diop, At Night All Blood is Black

“But here is the nature of life. That we must love things with our whole selves, knowing they will die.”
― Charlotte McConaghy, Wild Dark Shore

“الزمن حاجز غير مرئى،لكنه أقوى الحواجز وأقساها ،لا سبيل إلى اختراقه والعودة الى ما سبق وعشناه الا خطفا وعبر ذاكرة تتلاعب بنا وسط اهوائها”
― منصورة عزالدين, بساتين البصرة