Shadows by Phumla Khanyile

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Shadows, all shapes and forms Filed in line, big and small Blue, yellow, green, mostly black Shadows descends here and there Tagging behind heels and tails Secretly concealed in dark corner Like a secret society of surveilers...

I rose by Julian Masindi

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] I rose violence in a zone where skyscrapers amused pilot pulled through the sky with pure silence a invasion of sirens mutinous ireland planet mallets where I live there's a riot so I the rose i rose...

Muse, Father by Mapule Mohulatsi

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Beautiful beast; ancient creature, father of the ancient stars which incessantly keep the sky subject to your divine intellect. Wombs have been sacrificed for centuries to titillate your divine perspective. Virgins holy in their promises are never...

Her Horn Calls by Thabang Ngoma

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] The known unknown, she’s somewhere out there The home wrecker, there’s something about her Seemingly innocuous, a deadly secret like slow poison Vainglorious, she renders other women heartbroken Her kisses are sweeter and her caresses are softer...

Dinner by Sihle Ntuli

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] To stare at a mirror and feel hungry Sadistic sun to sinister moon. World spins to points of non recognition. "Things change" a phrase coined to speak to those who expect to get something back in return....