Things That Lurk Underneath – Ferial Mohamed

A black and white Kodak polaroid memory box.

Long nails burying dog bones instead of a hatchet.

The duvet, the bed unmade.

Floorboards creaking a tune to the footsteps of spooks.

Hid in insulated attic rooftile, rats and pigeons and bats

In a nest.

A butterknife sawing a crocodile.


Underneath water bubbles, carbon dioxide

Spat back into the air.

Underneath soil, wormed, mangled roots.

A fresh layer of paint over veined, bandaged



Underneath the sun, Icarus.

Underneath indifference, mummified hate.

Underneath love. Pain.

Underneath grass, a coffin sinks.

A brush wool sock over a bare ankle, a

Mohair vest strapped below a negligee,

Underneath medicine, dumb Antarctic chill.



I am a poet and a novelist. I have a Masters in Creative Writing from the University of Cape Town. I am currently looking for a publisher for my debut novel. I am also working on completing my first poetry anthology, expected to be finished at the end of this year. My main account is on Instagram – @ferial.poetry – I also keep a presence on Facebook, Twitter and Tiktok. I am an attorney, freelance editor, and a lecturer. I grew up, and still live, in Cape Town, South Africa, because I love the sea. Some of my poetic influences are Sylvia Plath, Agha Shahid Ali, and Gwendolyn Brooks. But I do try to read as widely as I can and I’m inspired by many poets, and always looking to learn more. 

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