
The life in me came at the cost of another’s but I refuse to apologise for that. My mother turns away from the traditions of the past. Why then do we love the one and despise the other? Why do we sacrifice so much of the present to hide the past? Why do we take away the future’s knowledge of itself in order to make the past seem perfect? My brother only knows a father when he looks in the mirror. A man’s work has its purpose in death, as part of his legacy.

A new mother knows her purpose when she holds her baby within her and in her arms for the first time. There is no life without death the two rely on each other and we rely on them both for our purpose.

My father is gone but his smile is alive on my brother’s face. I am grateful for that corpse that somehow always seemed to resurrect itself. My mother died seven times before she gave birth to me.

‘A bewitching addition to the current South African literary boom. The Yearning won the University of Johannesburg Debut Prize for South African Writing in English, and was also shortlisted for the International Dublin Literary Award and the First-time Published Author South African Literary Award. Staying in this evening? Settle in with a glass of wine and this extended excerpt from Mohale Mashigo’s debut novel, The Yearning. The Friday Night Book Club: Exclusive excerpts from Pan Macmillan every weekend!
