In a dystopian African setting where only a certain class of people are permitted to possess libido, with the aim of controlling population during hard times, a man struggles to find a way to revive his libido and save his marriage.
A young boy joins his friends for what he hopes will be a random day of swimming and mischief. When events take a turn for the worse, everyone is on their own as the inevitable wrath of mothers threatens their very lives.
She doesn’t walk to him to inquire what has happened. It is a taboo for pregnant women to see drowned bodies otherwise the spirits roaming the river would enter her womb and inhabit the unborn.
Her name was Irene Nzioka. She lived with her sister. We started chatting the way people do when on a queue.
“Do you know I have been to fifty-four interviews so far,” she said.
