Hands
My lover’s hand is a traveller Mapping my body’s coordinates The very angle where earth, space and heat Become water. ** A traveller’s hand is a child An innocent grasping for new things Stories, [...]
Author: Kay Ugwuede
Illusive Binds
1. If you were leaving Bangladesh through the Benapole Land Port in western Bangladesh, murals of two national poets—Rabindranath Thagore and Kazi Nazrul Islam—will bid you farewell as you enter a short in-between area, [...]
Let’s Try On New Clothes
1. The day after we arrive, in a gallery inside the Drik office on the 7th floor of Union Heights, Panthapath, Bangladesh’s 1971 Liberation War is on display. They are poignant prints from hundreds [...]
Where Does a Border End? Or Begin?
1. We are almost at the desk when an immigration police officer ushers us out of the queue towards another desk behind the arrivals hall; a Ugandan man, his wife, two sons, myself and [...]