It lives in the space where nothing answers—and you speak anyway.
They say a godless woman is a hollow drum. No spirit to move through her. No song. godless iyovi
The Godless Testament of Iyovi
They call me Iyovi, and they call me godless. It lives in the space where nothing answers—and
By fifteen, I had watched the priests anoint a man who sold his own niece for land. I watched them call it divine will . I walked out of the temple, and I did not look back. That was the day they carved the word into my flesh: Godless Iyovi . Not with a knife—with a whisper. And a whisper, in our tongue, cuts deeper. in our tongue