I Met a Collage

I met a collage hair, a messed-up colored sisal lips, pasted with red droppings eyes, grafted lemurs’ spectacles neck, ring-fenced with cowries fingers, sharp porcupine quills legs, wrapped with bull’s colon feet, balancing on goat hooves ears, crying “have mercy, you wheels” clothes, mosaic of bush flowers confused I was when met her but I was told the collage I met was not art piece of an artist but a modern African girl