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Beyoncé’s Got Nothing On You, Honey by Nyakale Mokgosi

restless soul, living on a jagged edge well-sculptured cleavage an artistic inspiration unimaginable distress, worn like a badge missing your stylish, provocative presence, a damnation beyoncé's got nothing on u honey even in her wildest, wettest fantasies u sell the...

Untitled #11 by zamantungwa

I went back to the past To when woman walked flat-shoed last I shot, killed, maimed, murdered the man I came back to the present No woman had to wear heels.

When We Were Queens by zamantungwa

When the lands still hugged Afrika Before Afrika was called Afrika When the oceans were one and the lands one We were queens! The lands gave not if Mother Nature had none The nation smiled not if woman cried Woman...

Mofufi fofa by Tshegofatso Monaisa

[tabby title="Poem"]Ke high flyer Ke fofa le Dolce and Gabana Or does that really matter? Papa'a ka a ntse a tshela o ntheetse a re ke fofe O na itse gore ke tlile go fofa ke santse ke le motho...

2am Transit in Addis by Allan Kolski Horwitz

Ten hours to kill in the gleaming tiled transit lounge long like a hotdog shiny roll spiked with overhanging girders I want to kill these dead hours peel Time nibble Newsweek to find half-naked women tortured in fast cars government...