for seven medium-sized chickens,
a promise of clear skies, a rich husband and
a fertile womb, what wonder have I bartered?
And what of these unseasoned tragedies of mine,
are they without sponsor?
Did I subsidize my own agony, floating,
entranced in that old sea,
calling out to that far-glowing head,
that mute god?
Basi sasa, is my offering paltry, insulting?
Well, alright, listen:
I might afford a few fowl,
or even a goat, maybe — if the child is a son,
and one I do not have to bury, and if
the rich husband is an orphan with no siblings,
and if the clear skies last long enough for the carpet
to dry, I could manage a cow,
a small cow, fine,
but an Aberdeen Angus!
Alexis Teyie is a co-founder and poetry editor with Enkare Review. She published a poetry chapbook, Clay Plates: Broken Records of Kiswahili Proverbs (2016), through the African Poetry Book Fund and Akashic Books. Alexis also co-authored a children’s book, Shortcut (2015). Her poetry, short fiction and non-fiction have appeared in collections like Routledge’s Handbook of Queer Studies (2019); Queer Africa II (GALA); ID & WATER (SSDA), among others. She sings for a secret choir in Nairobi.
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