The girl, Hawa, had been lying there for a few hours. Her eyes calculatingly followed the shape of the overbearing yellow and orange cliff face to her right, that hung over the blinding Indian ocean, like a precariously leaning suicidal figure.
Avocados and bananas spoil unless you coat them in lemon…
Maahmaah tun weyn baa leh
Ninkastaaba tulud geela
Ama tiro wuxuu haysto
In the afternoon black was worn for your engagement
Clean, smooth black like the faces circled around you, the groom to be
Prayers were recited as the wind blessed your new beginning
Inta dhimirka waalida
Dhaban dhaabay suuqyada
Inta maanku dheeliyee
aan wali hugii dhigan
Nothing of our circumstance is convenient.
But if a river didn’t flow steady, I wouldn’t drink from it.
& if the ocean always drew closer to the sun in her waves,
the people on boats would grieve.
Aar na dhagayso oo waa dambiye. Maadaama aanu qofku iskii u dambaabin, miyaanay cadayn marka uu dambaabayo in shookaanta loo hayo?
Xiliyada is garab yaal
Haddii uu garaadkaa
Gaadhi waayo meeshii
Naftu kuu galbineysoo
Hakad uu kusoo galo
Ha giriifin noloshee
be careful now…
for the trees are no longer safe.
seeking a sense of belonging