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Broken by Hanna Ali

I saw my future husband today at a petrol station seven miles from my house.

He was filling up a 2007 Hyundai sedan his wife was embarrassed about. Which makes him hold on to it even more. He doesn’t know it yet, but when he goes home tonight and opens the door to the smell of a house that suffocates him, he will enter the bed with his cold toes first and try to grope at his wife for affection or attention (it no longer matters which one). She will shriek much louder than she had expected and blurt out that she no longer wants him. The toddler next door will stir in its bed and ask to be taken to the bathroom. The baby in her womb releasing nausea into the air.

He will then put the same sweat-filled socks back on, get dressed and head down the hallway. He will look back at the sitting room one last time as the man of the house. This is what his father must have looked like (he was the little toddler in the bathroom then, being taught how to pee like a man by his mother). Into the night he will stumble and into the nearest bar, desperate for liquor-filled soft thighs, where I, reeking of grief and sex, will be waiting with the too-tight dress and a face painted on that says I am exotic and for the taking. This is what my mother must have looked like: broken women feast on broken homes.

This will be our love story.

About the Author
Hanna Ali is a writer, poet and PhD candidate at The School of Oriental and African Studies (SOAS), University of London, where her research specialises in African identity, a notion that also features heavily in her creative writing.

First published by Brittle Paper - An African Literary Experience
Painting by Fabian Perez, Sexy Woman in Wine Bar

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