Crumbs of the Sun

By Jack Cade

East Africa. Clumsy English travellers lope through the cities and across the countryside laughing at everything and trying not to accidentally find themselves.

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An Open Letter to the Actor Who Played Karz in 'Karz: The Deadly Truth'

By Jack Cade on Sun, 25 Jun 2006

The bloody slaughter of terrorists was understandable, if repetitive. But the fist-fights seemed gratuitous. Why did you throw that guy out of the window for stopping to talk to you in the restaurant? Why were the restaurant windows twelve foot hight and made of stained glass?
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Non-fiction
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At the end of the Fast

By Jack Cade on Tue, 13 Dec 2005

Goats, logjammed in the road, are led on leashes, to the market, to be bought and slaughtered. Is there a spicy pinch of suspicion in each bleat? Or hate? In English or Amharic, the animal's stuttering remarks
Miscellaneous
Poem
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