Poem
– A Poem by Pay me no mind nor my wild scribblings they cause you no harm nor do they look to harm, harm is far from home or at least I think it is. Pay me no mind nor my wild scribblings they cause you no harm nor do they look to harm.
Ubumbo Legends
Feet of Clay
– A Poem by Roxanne Harris He treads each footstep into the white sand, footsteps that my feet will find. He lays my path bare. A path walked before is tried and tested. No danger where his feet have walked. As my feet search for his footprints they disappear into his mask. I can’t
When grief numbs.
by Owona Madlingozi I have to warn you, unlike my previous posts, I am not certain that as I begin to write this piece, that it’ll end with a silver lining or a positive outlook. Even we “joy-in-every-moment” seekers dwell in doom. In these moments, we sit in the pain and the hurt and
Lessons from the Apocalypse- Part II
by Taruna Hariparsad The first part of this series dealt with the various challenges associated with lockdown, particularly the restrictions on alcohol and the issue of alcohol and substance abuse itself. Six months later, people do not seem too fussed about alcohol restrictions, accurately predicting when it will be banned and stocking up. However,
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Pockets
A Poem by Tshepiso Lekgoro On the back of most pants they are found, Some have two, others three, and others none Some travel on the front of shirts and tees, Others seem to be, but are mere trimmings In most are coins that birth chime, paper money or other pockets in the form
Bodies of truth
– A poem by Nokwanda Sihali I ferociously write when you narrate your lived experiences Through the caresses on my skin It is the data that I thematise Compare and contrast through social concepts I had them recorded when you withdrew consent To reverse the gaze I am your subject. You are my object. Make
A need for gender mainstreaming in South Africa’s maritime sector
In light of World Oceans Day, this blog post sheds light on two challenges confronting Africa in effectively governing its ocean spaces within the sustainable development paradigm
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Privilege
– A Poem by Bongani Kigundu “couldn’t last a second in my shoes”She said. So i tried it, found ‘twassomething i would never understandGod cursed me to live a lifeprotected by my foreskin…
Burnt
– A Poem by Roxanne Harris How beautiful how ghostly like the sun being eclipsed by the moon I was the light in your darkness the sparkle in your eye burnt beyond recognition
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A Poem by Tshepiso Lekgoro Your hands are the definition of protection Your arms a place where I once found home Your lips, tulips They grow when you smile Your eyes like the sky With stars that bring light Your hair so grand even if unkempt Your ears they listen to my lousy and