Who invented that piece of nonsense called truth? Tired of truth, I am. And metanarratives and more truth and post colonies. An intellectual world in which each paper rewrites its own perceptual framework; everybody is represented, nobody is real.
Sick, I am, of affirming stories about strong brown women; of being pounded into literary submission; patronised beyond humanity. I miss beginnings, middles and ends. Please bring back the myths and legends – even those ones about wise rabbits and wicked witches.