The Impostor by Damon Galgut

The Impostor

Damon Galgut

How should you behave when you think you are a poet? Do you try to write poetry, or do you run away and hide - or both? And what do you do when an unexpected acquaintance of your past turns up on your doorstep - and you have no clue about what they want or what they are talking about? And don't forget the consequences, because there are always consequences.

Extract
He stands there, not moving, for a few moments after she's gone. He can hear the tiny noises - voices, footsteps, windows opening and closing - of the pair of them getting ready to sleep next door. Then he is suddenly exhausted. He undresses exactly where he is standing and rolls into bed.
Parallels
  • The House Gun by Nadine Gordimer
  • Bitter Fruit by Achmat Dangor
  • The Memory of Stones by Mandla Langa
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Explicit sexual content