“Ah,” she said. “The Marabout.” “Marabou?” “Witch… She turned those huge eyes to her friend Chrisvène, as if unsure of the term, and added, “…doctor.” Anissa is from the Congo. Not the big one, the Democratic Republic, formerly the Belgian Congo, synonymous with suffering — but its smaller neighbour, Republic of. My Congo, she calls it.ContinueContinue reading “The Marabout”
"But how could you live and have no story to tell?"
