Chapters (35)
- Cover
- BERNARDINE EVARISTO
- LARA
- Dedication
- LARA DA COSTA FAMILY TREE
- Epigraph
- INDEX OF FIRST LINES
- PART ONE
- PROLOGUE
- CHAPTER 1
- CHAPTER 2
- CHAPTER 3
- CHAPTER 4
- CHAPTER 5
- CHAPTER 6
- CHAPTER 7
- CHAPTER 8
- CHAPTER 9
- PART TWO
- CHAPTER 10
- CHAPTER 11
- CHAPTER 12
- CHAPTER 13
- CHAPTER 14
- CHAPTER 15
- CHAPTER 16
- CHAPTER 17
- CHAPTER 18
- CHAPTER 19
- CHAPTER 20
- EPILOGUE
- GLOSSARY
- ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
- About the Author
- Copyright
I reached her, she and the child within had lost the battle.
My son, I wailed myself into oblivion for weeks.
But when she began to visit me I put food on her plate.
She tells me it was the juju of your father’s women,
to draw my strength so that I could no longer visit them
to claim the land and houses he left me in his will.
I pray the Lord will show them mercy on Judgement Day.
So! You choose an England-lady to woo? Eh! Eh!
Son, there are plenty nice Nigerian girls here.
Come home soon to look after your poor mama.
TAIWO
| I BURN UP all night. I burn up | Kehinde | dead |
| dead | dead | |
| My sheets are heavy with sweat | dead | Kehinde |
| dead | dead | |
| I drown in the water that birthed me | Kehinde | dead |
| No words. I have no words | dead | Kehinde |
| My tongue, swollen | dead | dead |
| Ox tongue stuffed in mouth | Kehinde | dead |
| dead | dead | |
| Kehinde why you leave me? | dead | Kehinde |
| dead | dead | |
| Mama! Let me crawl back! | Kehinde | dead |
| Back into your womb, Mama | dead | dead |
| Undo me. Rock me unborn. | dead | Kehinde |
| Back to water, back to water | dead | dead |
TEARS are for sissies, women and Nancy-boys.
Pain is shit to be flushed down the toilet.
I have taken my heart out, dug a grave for it
and said good riddance. I never want to see it again,
Man was put on this earth to suffer, but not me.
I will make a success of my life and one day
go visit Mama with a suitcase full of green notes.
Ah, life can be good when put into perspective.
Taiwo did not paint his childhood landscape for Ellen,
did not orate the sequence of births and deaths, her mind
should be kept blank, he decided, she need not know.
She is the only person in this country who cares for me.
She is my sonnet, my England-lady, my woman.
When Taiwo withdraws, I am drawn closer to him.
I wonder what thoughts fill his mind? He is so secretive.
Next weekend I’m going to tell Mummy about him.
It’s time they met. I wonder what she will say?
‘OH! He’s not too dark, is he?’ Peggy grimaced.
‘Pass the butter, dear, and don’t slouch. Goodness
knows I’ve told you enough times. You’ll end up
like the hunchback of Notre Dame. Where did
this Tiyowoyo spring from then? What did you
go there for? What’s wrong with the Strawberry Hill boys
or nice Stephen Brown from church? Of course,
John McBride is ideal but he’s off to seminary soon.
Such a waste. At least you’ve put this nun nonsense
on the scrap heap. A nun indeed. So where does
Tooyamiya hail from? All right, Tie-wo. Bill?
Well, that’s better. A native from a colony? Good Lord,
so he is dark. Have you no sense of morals?