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My scars by Nontokozo Sibanyoni

[tabby title="Poem"] I am not afraid of my scars I'm not afraid of their depth How their mark seems to shape my life I'm not afraid that they have become- the root of my smiles They are just scars, they...

A wildfire in a well by Amandisa Sibiya

[tabs tab1="Poem" tab2="Poet Bio"] [tab id=1] You are a wildfire, they said But how does such a fire exist within a well of water? Can a home house both serenity and anxiety? Can conservation and consumption walk in together through...

My day by Charl Landsberg

[tabs tab1="Poem" tab2="Poet Bio"] [tab id=1] Today is my day, Elijah. Tread carefully so not to sully your holy shoes. For your war with the king Ahab, and the souls you’d abuse, and the innocent casualties in the middle. Such...

Black problems and the democracy by Hazel Tobo

[tabby title="Poem"] Black problems are in English, Black problems are heavy, Oozing with pain and tears, Chilli and alcohol. Black problems are death, Broken promises, Missing fathers, Drunk mothers, Hungry stomachs, Knives Poison Drugs Poverty Free education. Black problems are...

Yellow Glasses by Sethu Nguna

[tabs tab1="Poem" tab2="Poet Bio"] [tab id=1]Won’t you paint me again? Allow me the role of muse to rogue promises and swollen desire. Dotted reference to past passions quenched and dried on frames. Wide strokes to set romance and rehearsed hues...