“You should go in the morning” haboaba tells me, “that’s when the prices are best.”
Today’s lesson is haggling with shop keepers.
She says, “don’t let them fool you”;
reminds me “they’ll make up their prices ma3a zabaayin aldhur.”

Beleaguered resignation overcasts her voice, “make sure to not enter their shops, ya bitti”
she stops.
Contrition rounds her mouth til pursed lips give way to “you never know what these men will do.”

Part of SAWTI Zine Issue 1
ELJAEPOET
Eljae’s poetry centres on the doing of relationships, and the ways in which we make ourselves as people. Featuring at nights such as Boomerang, Brown Sugar Movement, and Poetry and Shaah she has loved every second of her poetry career so far. Previously published online and in collections such as, I Know Two Sudans and The Colour of Madness, along with the upcoming Azza fi Hawak, Eljae is excited to share with you these two pieces, on her grandmother’s unnamed lessons and her own recollections of finding home in otherness. Her next step is to publish her first pamphlet, which she hopes will invite you to understand how she has created herself.”

Photography by Mwanzo L Milinga