By Angel Joseph I. The Dare It began the way most bad decisions in a small village do — with a dare around a late-night fire. “You won’t even last an hour,” Kabo said, holding the paraffin lamp under his chin to make himself look like a ghost. “That place eats people.” “Eish, stop lying,”... Continue Reading →
By Dr. Teedzani Thapelo i speak into the void and the void screams back at menot with a voice but with pixels and codes,fingers fly, thumbs swipe eyes locked in glowing boxes;everything is here but nothing is real. i miss the touch of skin the warmth of a smilewhere did you go human?buried in wires... Continue Reading →
By Phenyo Seporo "A block away from heaven” reflects endeavour (hell), a place of the less privileged, hardships and multiple problems encountered towards survival. The photographer took a trip to Zola "Mdeni" to capture moments in the streets and came across this unplastered house. The line of laundry brings colour, which represents hope regardless of... Continue Reading →
By Goitseone Raphael Francistown, 1997 The same dream haunted me every morning. Papa would appear without warning, smiling warmly, lifting me effortlessly into his arms. In those moments, everything felt perfect, but then the alarm would blare, tearing me away from him. I slammed the clock, but the damage was done. The warmth of Papa’s... Continue Reading →
By Melissa Morapedi I have never seen a sand dune,but I think I have an ideaof how my life would have looked as one… See, my life as a sand dune would have started out as calmwith the love and light I received from my moon and sun.Every waking moment, filled with warm rays and... Continue Reading →
By Lauri Kubuitsile Kopano walks home along the dirt path from the power station through the staff houses, the whispers following him though it’s been a year already. When he comes nearer to them, the silence that ends their discussion is even worse. Sometimes he wants to stop and tell them everything so that the... Continue Reading →
By Ophadile Gofhamodimo The first time is a sunriseA horizon untouched by doubtA golden thread of lightWeaving itself into the fabric of my purpose-That first winA seed buried deepWaiting to burst into BloomWith the rain of beliefI am In It to Win It I felt it thenAs I feel it nowThe heartbeat of the earth... Continue Reading →
By Gomolemo Kgosimodimo A young lady is taken away in the sounds and rhythms of her guitar. On a normal day she is busking as she uses talent as her source of income. Through these efforts the results are not too rewarding; she pushes through, regardless. Size:140cm x87cm, oil on canvas Gomolemo is an acclaimed... Continue Reading →
By Dimpho Leatile “For nothing is hidden that will not be made manifest, nor is anything secret that will not be known and come to light.” –Luke 8:17. ~*~*~*~ 05:34 Just before the sixth hour of that Monday morning, when the sun was still stroking Gaborone’s eastern horizon and the city had not yet begun... Continue Reading →
By Shepherd Motelebane Motelebane Sunset came and the fiery twilight spread in the western horizon around Kgale Hills. Her shack was some three kilometers to the south-east of the hills in the township of Old Naledi, and because it did not have windows, she would not have seen the beauty of the hills basking in... Continue Reading →
Petlwana Journal of Creative Literature and the Arts 