[tabby title="Poet Bio"] I bought my life as luckfrom a meditating space apewhose prognostications teeteredbetween lost and stuck.His bag of tricks had stones and sticksI broke his trance to ask, “what force is this?”He smirked and winked,replied without moving lips,...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] There are splinters where you failed to love yourself,Streams that break from the river, attempting to touch but never reach,Or sensory nerves touching the spine but never feeling If you look down the stream of self-doubt,along the...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Light from a cigaretteflickers like Morse code,and a shadowy figure blowssmoke rings that look like fingersdigging through gravesto find their bodies. Ectoplasm emanatesfrom its coughing fits --it hits the floor and glowswith the outline of a conquered...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] The earth coughedspewing ...bits of blood and boneswallowed without chewing. She had been forcedonto a diet of skeletons and bullets.The sun tried to dry her wounds,and when it left she was nursedby the moon. When the earth...

Word N Sound has single-handedly brought back some energy and cool factor to the young poetry seen of Johannesburg. And what's awesome is that they don't just have regional ambitions. After breaking out in Cape Town on Tuesday and running...