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514 pages, Hardcover
First published November 15, 2022
As the origin of humanity and home to the world’s oldest civilizations, Africa is the origin story of storytelling.
“If it’s a mirage, shimmering in the heat wave, then I’m still alive.”
Nature loves a free soul.
In real life. He hated that term.
‘Why remain a king, when you can be a god?’
Till the thief comes in the thunderous night
From the plains to the sky
As you reign from on high
May we bathe in your wondrous light
‘Tenet seven. Finally, the most important lesson. Ensure that after the sleeper is cremated, the shoes worn by the soul-warriors to transport the coffin to the crematorium must be consecrated with holy water to prevent the departed spirit following them home. These are the seven tenets of the Christian funeral.’
“Beware the crocodile,” the iguana transmitted. “And arrows from hunter in shadow.”
The soul would have no rainbow if the eyes didn’t have tears.
Don’t act out of fear. Not every animal that has sharp teeth is dangerous.
She is known by many names: Mami Wata, Mistress Fish, Mamba Muntu, mermaid. Her rightful name is Simbi.
“It’s a shame she killed her husband,” he says. “If she’d only trusted him more, I know he would’ve kept her lion form a secret.”
I am Night. You are my knight and my clown. Midnight Paladin . Ask the power to survive. Claim the power of the darkest hours.
In the 1980s, Abu-Ammar was a laborer in the Ministry of Antiquities, a digger who would take orders from his superior on where to dig and how deep, without knowing what he was digging for.
He tries to remember the smell from his dreams, he tries to remember the abundance of water he had seen, but all his mind can reel out is an image of the wells in Da’if, large crevices with raised brick borders, filled only with the echoes of dried-up rivers.
“You cannot give what you do not have. You cannot speak on what you do not know and have never been taught.”
[INTRO: ANONYMOUS GIRL] ♪ ♫“ MY RELIGION” (FT. GBV) ♪ ♫
“Hold your head up like the king you are,” she hissed at me. “My blood in your veins. You are royalty. Do not run from it.”
“We are the rage of Idemili, unburdened by the constraints of love and companionship. We are fire and water, we are rain and lightning, our bodies are nothing but vessels.”
A pet was a companion if you were lonely.
“Every fight needs ample positioning. If you’re on land, you take the high ground. If you’re a bee, you role-play in the hive. But what do you do at sea, Asha? What is power when you’re on the ocean floor?”.
Family is everything.
I hear her long before I can see her, before the sun has set and shadows blanket the corners of my shack in blackness. She is crawling. Which means that he is coming with more girls for me to cut.
Dear Mr. Badmus
To believe meant to accept that the sea deities were our protectors. To exhibit infinite trust, to sprawl on the beach and strip ourselves naked, at the mercy of ocean winds and salt creatures. To be cradled in Their grace, or be denied of Their fierce love.
Thank you for this day that filled my heart with making. Thank you for the plants that gave themselves creating. Thank you for my health that allows this sweet creating. Thank you for this joy I find in this deep making.
“I can’t go back there, but I can’t leave this place either. This is my home. Turn me into stone, right here over the waters where I belong, so they remember me, and every young girl has a place to hide.”
We had been taught by the elders that we would recognize home by how the oxygen met our lips; by how we swallowed it without noticing that our bodies were working for this breath. We forgot what that felt like. To not wheeze exhales into the air.
The excitement in Oga Dayo’s voice was the first sign that something Fidelis most likely would not enjoy was about to go down.
A monster wants to protect himself, and almost invariably, the only way he can see to do so is by harming somebody else.
You should never be ashamed of who you are, the Voices whispered. Your power is greater than you realise.
Only in the darkness can you see the stars
Like a homing beacon it scratched and pinged, rushing in blinding crinkles across the secret garden of their telephasing brains, a whispering wind, a luminous vision of a before they never knew; the dreaming of a blue-green world that pulled at them, home to the living milks that brought their first cells to life.
It is from its vast lands that humanity first sought to make sense of our world, the cosmos above and beyond us, the natural flora and fauna below. And it is from Africa, perhaps first known as Alkebulan, Af-ru-ka, Ethiopia, Ortigia, Corphye, Libya, among others, that the first humans emerged from stardust and traveled far, carrying their stories with them throughout the continent and on to other distant lands.
"Why remain a king, when you can be a god?"Turns out hubris is not just a Greek concept.
—p.45
I hexed the patriarchy a minute ago but don't have time to wait for the whole thing to topple.and
—p.296
After a 2020 of emotional seesaws and upward spirals, my grip on reality's ground floor had loosened.
—p.302
My name's an odd one. Woppa is a ward. When you lose a child, you name the next with a ward, a name to confuse the evil eye and turn it away from the newborn. Woppa's one of those. It means go away.
—p.394