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  • 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

  • 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

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