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It costs money to see our wounds by Tumelo Mtimkhulu

It costs money to see our wounds.Our pain is seen as pop art (in the 50s).heavy as the pages it is spread across.Raw but clean.Neat and well-kept chasms.All the school trips we went to were to memorial sites,Places where the...

Poets venture where no coward dares.

“I feel the only thing you can do about life is to preserve it, by art if you're an artist, by children if you're not.”― Philip Larkin Poetry becomes many different things to many different people at many different times in...