Anansi tells us we cannot live alone among ourselves. The elders of my village tell me we are too weak to resist Anansi's mighty words.
Anansi's mighty violence.
Anansi's mighty force.
We call them anansi, because of their mighty tricks. They take everything, these machines, but they do not give. But what is there for them to take that they can savor as we do?
We have wilaya. Commune. A way in which we connect with all. I am the youngest of us who can lead this. But first, I must learn how. That is, if Anansi cannot stop me.
Marcus Lewis over 8 years ago
Thanks!