A Taste of Dangarembga's Bira


"A combi belched down, birds flapping away from billowing exhaust fumes. Up it hurtled past the speed limit towards us from the rank after engorging a load of workers. We all swept back, afraid for indispensable body parts, if not life itself. Next the driver applied the brakes which wailed more acutely than a bereaved family, and even though the vehicle had only slowed without coming to a stop, at that small concession, everybody heaved forward, like starving people toward a sack of grain, so eager were we to get where we were going."


Source: Per Contra Magazine.

Comment: Handled by Tsitsi Dangarembga, words wail.

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