Somebody or something is speaking from inside a timber crate.
It is also the fear of the time traveller.
This is nothing like the country the real Behanzin would remember.
‘Dahomey’Les Films du Losange .
Its a savage insult, says one firebrand, to return so little of what was taken.
A young woman is angry that she can only express herself in French, language of the colonists.
Remember what defined you as clever at school, replies a young man: being able to quote Aristotle!
I am here, he says gruffly as the camera passes over billboards set above highways.
I am the face of metamorphosis.
I see myself so clearly through you … within me resonates infinity.
