There she stands, confidently, like a goddess of technological junk, surrounded by endless mountains of rubbish, plastic, stench and rare earths. An angry appeal to the world to take responsibility for the consequences of capitalism, colonialism and environmental destruction in Africa.

For our land and bones. At the end of the world.
Technology and waste,
in our lands, our systems, our bones.
Wandering our spaces, she cannot help but wonder, where is the space for healing?