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  • I Never Planned This

    By Mirrors I never planned this… not the pen, not the page,Not the flood of truth at this age.I was healing in silence, suppressing the rage,Till the words broke through… Read more

  • The Hunt

    By Moffat Matenge When he left the moody village of Motlhabaneng, Choza had not the slightest idea that this trip had in store for him precious memories that he would… Read more

  • Battered

    By Lee Letsogile My body is not mine.I’m clay and he’s a potter,Bending only to his touch.On some days he lovingly holds me,Like a flower in his calloused hands.On most… Read more

  • Gnaw Your Worth

    By Boago Benedict Samakabadi The eatery was erected towards the North, out of Letlhakane towards Orapa, which was actually more west than north. There, beside the A14 highway, a few… Read more

  • I Come from a Place

    By Poetic Posh I come from a place where the sun wakes early,Its rays kissing hills that carry stories,Where children’s laughter echoes through dusty roads,And women wear strength like head… Read more

  • The Girl Who Borrowed the Moon

    By Kewagamang Dakamo The people of Beetsha village had long believed that the moon was a living being. Not just a ball of light floating above their thatched roofs, but… Read more

  • Keep Holding the Light

    By Gomolemo Kgosimodimo This painting depicts a woman as a representation of leadership in a home setup. Children are the future, they are the light of the world and will… Read more

  • House of Crumbling Veins

    By Dr. Teedzani Thapelo upon the hill, where shadows creep,a house awakens, never asleep. its shingles curl, like brittle bone,its walls moan softly, a hollow tone. windows gape, unblinking eyes,reflecting… Read more

  • The Rainmaker

    By Samuel Rubadiri Love the LORD your God and serve him with all your heart, and he will send rain on your land in its season. Turn away and worship… Read more

  • Last Night it Fell in my Sleep

    By Shepherd Motelebane Motelebane Last night it fell in my sleepA hushed downpour peltingThe iron roof of my languid house The stars above fadedHide behind an idle moon Serowe drinks… Read more

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