Kiziwi: Khadija Abdalla Bajaber
Marwa trailed around the tree. There had been an old ice lolly stick in the sand, scuffed and worn as though it were a splinter of flotsam. She circled with one hand roaming the cracked bark, tight and controlled as a math compass. Her other hand gripped the spike. She was bored, she went onto her toes and then […]
