[tabby title="Poem"] I sawa livestream go upappearing to be Fortnitewith more tactile graphics I sawan elderly figurea nod of welcome-'Salaam brother' Then I sawa small boy,his shining face resting in the arms of his fatherPeace A glass screenprotects my naivetéfrom...

[tabby title="Poem"] Shattered headlights lead you into your cage of leaves, while I search for my space through the trees; amongst the glittering constellations [tabby title="Poet Bio"] Sumaiya Vawda is an 18-year-old student at the University of the Witwatersrand. When...

[tabby title="Poem"] A bee struck a hole in my finest dress leaving an inept millennial woman with a household mess. My flesh is the fabric; you stole the song of my seams and minced my dreams Now I have aches...

[tabby title="Poem"] I let the clouds collide; crashing in silence Shards float down to become a kitten’s toy I don’t clog the bleeding of the children of Syria, my body is not an oasis to suffice Yemen I shall tear...

[tabby title="Poem"] The air is mustier today for it is mourning the loss of your stay. You were my every day and of your return, there’s been no say. Carefully, you began to untangle yourself from me mimicking the decisive...