Speak No Evil

by Uzodinma Iweala

We must grow or perish,

My grandfather lived alone in this room with no one to love for twenty-six years. That kind of loneliness takes real strength.

Who has time to think about sexual orientation when there is no food to eat, no money for school fees, no doctor in sight when you get sick.

He liked to play trap music and I let him fuck me like that because I thought that’s how disgusting I was, that it should hurt, that I should be ashamed, cause I was his sickness and she was his medicine.

Aren’t all mistresses and paramours medicine in the moment?

there is nothing wrong with saying nothing.

All you people do, wherever you are in this world, is just bring death and destruction, you bring nothing good, nothing good

You tell 'em!

your son admired you greatly and thought that the measure of a man was success and community standing, your son hated you because your love appeared conditional,