[tabby title="Poem"] They call us demonic and sinfulWhen we show up in full bloom.They call us the sons and daughters of doom,Because of the energy we can harness with our hands.When we come together and form strong bands,The collective frequency...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] As a child,I refused to wear shoesAnd kept cursing sharp stonesThey said my hair was too untamed, too wild,Whispers too loudthat lands shook when they felt my presence.I could alwaysHear the spirits in the woods,Roaring and chantingHealing...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Good morning Mmaletsatsi,The rays come to flash my face once againWith your love.I love the flesh and the flashbacks,The aftermath of your passage.Always the need to sage,My aura, you stay with meEven when you are kilometres away...

[tabby title="Poem"] Even the moonShows off her eight phases proudly and loudly.Your dreams stay hiddenFor days you'll be strong enoughTo showcase them in broad daylight .Aren't dreams like little babiesYou cradle to sleep?The process so worthwhileThe peace enjoyed is much...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] They say women are hard to love.Said a people who have never searched deep enough to find themselves,Whose deepest dive has been a reflection in the mirror.News flash to illuminate imperfections,It is all we want,To be seen...