[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Forget masika Re bana ba motho O reelleetswe Sediba wa ko Sedibeng, Kwa ko Bodibe, Nnaka ga Mogale, Rangwane wa gago yo a neng a sa lala a sa nwa Chibuku. Malome Tom, Kgotsa o ka mmitsa...

I seek truth. She escapes me. I seek spaces To live my truth. I am Surrounded Imprisoned In boxes too small For my soul. My words Squeeze and scramble Through dark cracks To emerge as perverted Half-truths Used as crutches...

Tapestries of illusion down my foot path the further I go I'm finding it hard to breathe finding it hard to see as I'm embracing and tracing my footsteps in the darkness, harnessed my beggars and daggers down my footpath...

My Eyes burn as if never used before, everything white. White light! What place is this? That my pupils' virgin too. Q's with no A's Different but not phased. Different but not staged. Familiar face, familiar eyes, familiar stance! Familiar...

restless soul, living on a jagged edge well-sculptured cleavage an artistic inspiration unimaginable distress, worn like a badge missing your stylish, provocative presence, a damnation beyoncé's got nothing on u honey even in her wildest, wettest fantasies u sell the...