Her feet sore and swollen, Sithembeni Ndlovu trudged down south. She had heard of menial jobs and xenophobic attacks in South Africa. She knew of crocodiles that lurked in the Limpopo River, but she had to cross it. How could...
How can I hate you when you carry the continent on your face? Your smile is post-colonial Africa. Your tongue splits into five, spits out any language demanded by circumstance. You are multilingual, literally a literary vending machine. Your eyes...
May is #AfrikaMonth – all our prompts this month will be Africa-themed. this week’s writing prompt: more than a number inspired by #147NotJustANumber. After the senseless attack on students and educators at Garissa University in Kenya (2 April 2015), twitter...
I have witnessed them speak, Their voices echoing in the stillness of silence, I’ve seen their words painted on screens And papers no one shall truly read, They speak with vigor and passion Which transcend from their hearts to the...
What was happiness has become sadness What was the beginning has become an end From the heart eyes that fell tears of joy Now drip tears of pain From the heart that love To the heart that now hates What...