Tribune OnlineFG’s dinner date with the devil“DINNER tonight,” wrote the Sierra Leonean poet Gbanabom Hallowell as violence engulfed his country, “comes with/gun wounds.” The deserts is the stuff of horror, so the “desert tongues” of the populace “lick the vegetable/blood—the pepper/strong enough to push scorpions/up our heads.” Guests, wrote the poet, “look into the oceans of bowls/as vegetables die on their tongues.” [...]FG’s dinner date with the devilTribune Online
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