Wednesday, 3 July 2013


I was so angry all I could do to stop myself from kicking her was erupt. Kick shoes, keel over and laugh till the sound of my laughter puffed into this ball of tension that she cradled uncomfortably in her arms, weighing her down and extinguishing the light from her face. Apparently my tonneric laughter delivered the blow my hands had been itching to render with the subtlety of an elephant trampling a cat. Her face hastened my realisation that anger laced laughter was roaring away every ounce of self-assurance she had mustered. It was David and Goliath. Little flies harmonising sweetly on a lion’s carcass. Victory without effort.

©Tolulola Agbelusi