Something the dead know is the head held in broken hands; the drooping mouth-hole, a white speck of eye leaking a tough sort of shame, a burnt rubber which blackens blackness and wires which swaddle the victim like a Pharaoh. Something the dead know: Bones whiter than white shall inherit the earth. | Lament for Kofifi Macu by Angifi Dladla, Paperback | Indigo Chapters