By Gabriel Gbadamosi
"Vauxhall is written within the method that English could be written—clean, rapid, and with flashes of lightning."—Bonnie Greer
"A robust novel . . . Gabadamosi describes with poetic rhythm a kid's awakening in a violent, complicated London."—Daily Mail
1970s London: younger Michael runs prior the railway arches and terraces of Vauxhall. attaining the road on which he lives, he witnesses a tender lady fall from a window, her sari floating down at the back of her. Her useless physique lies crumpled at the ground.
This incident marks the start of a interval during which Michael's existence threatens to solve. From his sister's name callings to a chain of condominium fires, police harassment, his mom and dad' crumbling marriage and the belief that the council intends to filter out the "slum" he calls domestic, he learns to navigate his approach via an array of stumbling blocks, vast and small.
Vauxhall is a young portrait of a tender boy trying to find his position in internal urban London.
Born in London, Gabriel Gbadamosi is an Irish Nigerian poet, playwright, and essayist. He used to be AHRC inventive and appearing Arts Fellow on the Pinter Centre, Goldsmiths, and a Judith E. Wilson Fellow for artistic writing at Cambridge college. His performs contain Shango, Hotel Orpheu, and for radio The lengthy, scorching summer time of '76 (BBC Radio 3), which received the Richard Imison Award. He has offered Nightwaves on BBC Radio three and Art Beat at the BBC international Service.
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