A Sister Who Paints Her Neck With Color Notes by Yahuza Abdulkadir
I would not write this, if not for the voices that turned my head into a village square, dancing the elegies of my sister. the metaphors here, have melted the ice on my tongue. and I found my voice reciting the last collection of my sister; I’ll paint my neck with color notes and turn … Read moreA Sister Who Paints Her Neck With Color Notes by Yahuza Abdulkadir