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  • I Wish You Cheated

    By Angel Joseph I wish you cheated, broke my heart in two,Left a stain so deep, I could hate you.I wish you lied, said cruel things in spite,So I’d have… Read more

  • A Tick Tale

    By Dorcas B. Molefe The Fish Eagle radio newscaster Kantejang Kantejang announced on the 19:00 news that the Form 5 examination results were out. His voice was warm and pleasant.… Read more

  • Sebele: The Unerring Messenger

    By Ronald Tlhokojapelo I. i. Every nation carries its secretslike the red mist that billowsfrom the half-glance of the sunat the break of a pocketed dawn. This is Kopong,where the… Read more

  • Rain

    By Akim Mbwemanga The greater the pain,The more pleasant the gainBlood stains my soul, from all the vices slain.Tears fall,as I stand aloof in the rainFears crawl and endorse self-blame.I… Read more

  • Chains

    By Akim Mbewamanga We will bleed sweat and cry blood As all that we’ve worked for is squeezed into tears Fears die, as we drown in beers Dry eyes stare… Read more

  • Heretic Mountains

    By Teedzani Thapelo Beneath a sun cast cold by ash and smoke,I tread these paths, where once laughter woke.These mountains, once our haven, stand unbowed,But echo with the silence of… Read more

  • Madness Learns to Fly

    By Teedzani Thapelo In the bone-shard savannah, Where shadows writhe like famished pythons, Sun a cruel tyrant on a scorched and sutured sky, A symphony of dust drums on corrugated… Read more

  • African Sunset

    By Kate Mangope The sunset lit up with a range of ethereal huesUniting the people belowThe poor, the rich, and the in-betweenAll engulfed by the magnificence of the views. The… Read more

  • The Reckoning

    By Valentine Butale The rain poured down relentlessly on the dark, empty alleyways that hid within Francistown’s gridded streets and rows of storefronts. In one of the alleys, behind a… Read more

  • This Isn’t My Childhood

    By Pearl Mokgatlhane As the first droplets hit,I find myself bolting towards the door on reflex.I halt as soon as I reach the stoep.Perfectly manicured lawns, and concrete slabs stretch… Read more

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