MY SOUCOUYAH AND ME
A story of a Soucouyah. Written as lyrical verse. Ina Fey is the fire, but her skin tells the tale.
This is a work in progress.
A young woman visits the land of her grandmother’s birth.
SASA was a story that took on a life of its own.
This story was written a year or two after I emigrated to London.
Brian performed SASA.
How a man end up so, living alone in the bush with the animals and bush spirits?
And then thanks to Ann, we got to share SASA. And SASA became an event.