Unathi Ndlelantle Ngada

Complete Stories Unathi Ndlelantle Ngada

"A sacred dream occurs. Two shadows stand opposite one another - female shadows that are descendants of the god of death. They morph into the light winds at the hour of 3:48 and sometimes they hiss - like baby pythons and sometimes like spitting cobras waiting patiently for their prey. Drenched in thirst. Drenched in greed and hunger. There is a need for conversation to take place, conversation about who they are, their names or perhaps where they came from. They are nameless as dead inland taipans decomposing below the blazing sun. If the death god could be compared to any known object the shadows would be the best comparison. My sudden interest in shadows came shortly after realizing that my body is not behaving the way it is supposed to behave. It rebels against the head even though the head has the tendency of contorting on its own."