Coronation hospital is a public institution for the ill and pregnant. My mother was bordering 17 years old when she lay in her hospital bed, belly swollen. The laborious task took some thirty-six hours according to her. That time between the worlds of un and being sit somewhere in my deep subconscious memory. The walls soaked into my first visual , people like, nurses and my mother. In the womb crammed up by me, a chubby creature of baby, human being. And now I sit here, grown beyond the walls of the inside of some person.
Awe. That’s where we came from.