imagine the stifled voices, words falling silent on still tongues; a long breath, blowing itself out, hope seeping away into nothing; eyes that blink, then shutter, once, twice, fore...
(I) everyone saw what was done to them but no one saw who did it (II) un-witnessing is a violent act witnesses have been un-witnessed someone has un-witnessed them (III) eith...
our lips are sewn shut with fear, our hands tied with rebuke. we tread softly. we do not know when it might be our turn to lie underfoot.
(on the eve of the status conference) I expected failure from the very beginning I took care to protect my heart from the very beginning I was grieving from the very beginning knowin...
call me a wisp of smoke at a burning roadblock call me a retina that captured a blue Pajero call me a stabbing recurrent pain in the neck that turned to watch the smashing of shop doors ...
one year two year three year four five year six year how many more?
Video of the poems from the ICC Witness Project, presented at the World Cafe at The Hague, Netherlands, on 26 November 2013.
The picture was there You Tube colors and I asleep beside a loved one and yetThe familiar box and a pressing in my soul: Comment it said in red Comment. Comment. Comment. So many times it s...
I’m not crying my tears dried into salts for wounds in my eyes and ears in my skin and heat Of taste who speaks when the smell is so vile I am of common sense so strong I knew you would...
Massive crowds were observed today, people of the cloth lead the masses in praying, for the thousands hacked to death, for the women raped, for the babies burnt, for the families uprooted, ...
dearest you, i am pleased to inform you that even though they raped you that night and you watched them burn your house down with your baby in it; that even though your leg will never grow ...
In the days when we are forgotten may they not light a candle. may they not picket in the streets. may they not write letters. in the days when names are statistics. 1500 bodies 3...
It was different then maybe, at the same time similar to a word spoken in solitude.
“You say it was your first time to see a woman being raped. If it was your first time how do you know she was being raped?”
In a court of law the lawyer asks: “you say you became mad how can we believe you?”
Yesterday I sat with Jaoko and Hassan We talked about witnessing. We sat in the open. We spoke openly. We had nothing to hide. We had nothing to fear. What do we know? We will never un...
and then she’ll come home. dreadlocks swishing. Feet tip to e i n g . Silent they might hear her not being sorry.
After the killing blow comes the next one And the one after
We are very sorry that the president (and his deputy) were involved in not committing these crimes: We are sorry that Wanjiku acted of her own accord, when she gathered her children in a bu...
and, one day a question what happened? “I loved you with my silence”