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City of Banjul
Saturday, September 19, 2020


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…on a bed of domestic garbage –

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cans, bottles, rags, ring-pulls, bottle tops,


rotten fishheads, serrated lids, jagged meal tops,

flips without their flops – mulched thick into a mattress.


Through months of rain and months of sun

That soaked, then baked her clothes to her body;


denying her the ritual of burial within 24 hours:

This was how my grandmother was found.



With permission from Peepal Tree Press From ‘Irki’ (2013)


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