I was grateful for the death sentence the doctors gave me. It meant no more words, no more summons ringing out in hallucinations and fevers, and end neat as the edge of the world, where the sun drops into the sea. I walked through the world saying goodbye with a clean heart.
They hollowed my bones for flight. My life move in me there, urgent as air.
There is language that comes up spare and bright as bone from a break. It stands beneath us like rock in the place where there is nothing left. It is the language of nothing more.
Mishka Hoosen was born in Johannesburg. She completed high school in Interlochen Arts Academy in the USA and did an MA in Creative Writing at Rhodes University. She is currently studying anthropology, with special interests in gender, violence, trauma and folklore.
Call it a difficult night is her first book.
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