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  • The Backyard Gardener’s Lament

    By Barolong Seboni The boss is my shepherdAnd he does not want nonsonso!I am his herdboy and backyard gardenerAnd car washer and gravediggerWhenever there is a funeral.He makes me lie… Read more

  • A Family Torn Apart

    By Boletilemang Gabokgatlhe I study my two sisters and my nephew, one by one. We are sitting around an open fire having our breakfast of motogo, home-made bread, boiled eggs… Read more

  • Lost

    By Fika Why do I feel so lostTrying to find my home but engulfed in frost?The relentless uncertainty overwhelming,Am I living in a simulation?Am I prey to emotional blackmail and… Read more

  • Fail and Discontinue

    By Gae Maduo “Here lies our beloved”It was meant to outlive usA legacy was cut shortBy one word on a white screen,Typed in red and ALL CAPSThen the sky knelt… Read more

  • The Bus Ride

    By Godfrey Sephala Kalanke It is after midnight and several hours have passed since the ordeal, but I am still very angry at Mike the mechanic. Of late I have… Read more

  • Homeless

    By Kate Mangope You were my homeYour arms my safety net that I came home to each nightYour fingers that swept my tearsYour lips that whispered me reassurance and promises… Read more

  • From the River

    By Cynthia Thanda Dear Dunya, I spent countless hours drafting this letter. I didn’t even know whether to pen it as a letter or as a poignant entry within my… Read more

  • Khutsafalo

    By Pearl Mokgatlhane I wondered whether anyone had told his mother she carried a bundle of joy,Whether the transgressions of her life had passed to him through the umbilical cordOr… Read more

  • Raisin Against the Rain

    By Boago Benedict Samakabadi Raisin Mafora Chabatsotlhe was worried. When the first discernible lightning cracked a while ago, something activated in his brain, automatically and subconsciously. Thunder, in muzzled tones,… Read more

  • The F Word

    By Laone J. Mangwa I used to think fate was my friend. I used to think I understood its fickle ways. Not anymore. Last year was the first Christmas I… Read more

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