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I sat on the double sword by Phumza Mankayi

[tabby title="Poem"] I sat on the razor edge blade of the sword, neither soft nor hard completely, but tender-loined and steel-boned, I would have laid my neck there to rest, Knowing you’d sever me right through. Or was I saying...

How useless then the task by Phumza Mankayi

[tabby title="Poem"] Would you throw your bucket in the river, Would you spit in the sea? Will you try drying your clothes under a waterfall or sear a page with a finger? Have you considered quenching your thirst with a...

Things you don’t say to umama by Phumza Mankayi

[tabby title="Poem"] I tried to not be like you, I thought we were two books on the same shelf, under the same name. We are written by one author mama, Every story you are in, I am in. All the...