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She said she’d never had sober sex, and at the time we laughed, but six years later I wondered where she was in what they used to call Yugoslavia. I’d seen photos from Bled and Ljubljana, her [...]

A garden in my ribcage Spilling beautiful blossoms That smell of sweet graves And dirt-infused coffins A skull draped in roses A wreath of velvet red Heartbeats frozen Bedridden breaths Perfume [...]

As I sit in front of my computer, I ready myself to write. The writing journey starts with me tasting the words as they pop from my mind and roll onto my tongue. They whisper, “Write me down.”  [...]

Mandla was a six-year-old little boy from a small town in the Free State province named Frankfort. He was a very smart boy who had just started his first grade at school. On his birthday, his [...]

Oodles of pleasurable pastimes Delicate typography Artscapes that delight Poetry to serenade Long walks that rejuvenate Sitting beside the ducks Dreaming of clover-bedecked days Sunshine [...]

Living in the stormwater pipes deep underground the pavements of Sandton, you let your blankets go not to drown in the downpours. For most of 30 years you were always in the garden harvesting [...]

“The devil finds work for idle hands”. That’s how my siblings and I learned that rest was not just a “luxury we could afford”, but that indulging in it can get us in serious trouble. And we were [...]

The bee man removes bees at night when they’re home from foraging. Dark is a hive filled with sleeping bees, carried unawares through the streets, as bats’ echoes locate between trees, and [...]

Layard, Cuckoo, Quelea’s Widows You treacherous thief at the tip of tails and twigs, twisting thy thorny troubling fangs; a feast. A nest’s cling wails with the wind. Yet yesterday, at the far [...]

I am the Pretzel A Con/tor/tion/ist My veins in a seige, do not welcome the saviour The neeeedle shrills for a line They dance. The dance of the nerves Swarming……; circling cheeks and shoulders [...]