The village is imperceptibly noisy at night
like the cry of a drowning boy under water
bubbling up the surface.
The nubile village girl’s face is beckoning
a neon-like laser –
‘come to my farm with me.’
At a drop of your alms
in an unadulterated cup cuddled between my thighs
your new oar shall row
in circles around my island
without the bush around
deep you shall go
up and down thrusting
before a cyclone of showers
blasts our sin.
Nixon Mateulah was born in Lilongwe in Malawi and moved to South Africa in 1996. Running Home is a fictional memoir based on his experiences when arriving from Malawi in South Africa during the early years of the South African democracy. He has published a number of short stories and poems in various online and print publications.
