Writers Abroad Magazine Issue 5 | Page 9

WRITERS ABROAD MAGAZINE: THE THIRD SPACE A morning like any BY BIEKE STENGOS The call to prayer from a minaret, opposite an open church door breathing incense into the street, still as the night before when not a breeze had stirred the water. There had been the sound of drums for a while and a woman’s voice weaving rose scented trebles over velvet waves but no echo of the traces of violence now reflected in the grimace of a celluloid face, ripped from a poster and stranded on a deserted slab of pavement. Some violence there in the broken eyes. Some desperation. 8 | November 2016