It was foretold, millennia ago,
that when the moon finally eclipsed the sun,
taken its rightful place as number one
among the stars, we, too, like the Earth’s sky,
would give rise to only one son.
Then, from our shared rib, yours and mine,
split in two, we would give birth to Gemini;
beautiful Cleopatras with eyes of granite
and skin made of bronze coins – not silver –
and we would treasure them all like gold.
Retshepisitswe ‘Tshepi’ Makhatha has been published in Poetry Potion’s 10th print edition titled ‘This Woman Is… He has also had his poems published in The Kalahari Review, Ons Klyntji 2018 and Praxis Magazine online. His 2-minute play was shortlisted by the SA Short II Committee and read at the National Arts Festival held in Grahamstown in 2017.