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For This Teenager: An Aborted Rite of Passage by Makhanda Senzangakhona

[tabby title="Poem"] For Matlhomola Mosweu Though we named you, Matlhomola afflictions of our world, We wished a future for you too. Life is a flower under the sun To live, to grow and flourish, Plants require sunlight, A vital ingredient...

This Thing Called Memory by Makhanda Senzangakhona

[tabby title="Poem"] I carry you, You carry me. Everywhere, When I least expect you present with me, In exile, and In every space song and sign, You carry me home, Still the songs and spaces I encounter wherever Reminds me...