Month: January 2018

Short Stories, Tale Africa

A Man’s Tears (Finale)

    By Katiso Thatho, Lesotho For some reason he found a lot of comfort in the friendship of this young teenage boy whom he had only known for a few hours. After finishing their breakfast the two began to chat for a while. Rex told Hopolang all about his life. How he had lived at his grandmother’s with his […]

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For the Love of the Game (4)

    By Ayanda Xaba, South Africa The days after Zitha’s alleged drug overdose passed by like a tornado – fast, dusty and overwhelming. Sibongile was running around like a headless chicken. She had to juggle her jobs with visiting Zitha every day. Her sessions with Njabulo were the least affected because he would go to the hospital with her […]

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City of Love (9)

      By Emmeline Bisiikwa, Uganda The dinner seemed like a first date in so many ways. I don’t know if it was the intimacy of the rooftop restaurant, the expectations or airing our feelings that had freed us to express ourselves. He sat next to me and kept caressing me as he watched me. I was nervous and […]

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A Man’s Tears (2)

  By Katiso Thatho, Lesotho The booze finally kicked in and the racket became the most beautiful sound he had ever heard. He hobbled and swayed his way to the dance floor for a while, but then after one or two songs, everything became a blur. One minute he had his arms wrapped around a woman with a rather wide […]

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For the Love of the Game (3)

By Ayanda Xaba, South Africa There is intense awkwardness in Sibongile’s lounge as Njabulo Zulu gently places himself on the couch. The Njabulo Zulu on Sibongile’s couch! She’s starting to feel intimidated and even nervous. This guy is a superstar. He is a celebrated striker who has done wonders for both his team and the national team. He has been […]

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City of Love (8)

  By Emmeline Bisiikwa, Uganda The days we were apart flew by and we spoke like there was nothing between us. The daily calls and messages assured me that I was still on SK’s mind even though I was miles away. He was constant and I loved it. I became accustomed to having his voice in my ear and in […]

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A Man’s Tears (1)

  By Katiso Thatho, Lesotho Another long day at work had passed and he found himself once again in the one place to which he had sworn never to return. Of course, he had sworn it ten times prior to that and yet he always ended up there regardless. It’s not that he particularly enjoyed being there, but there was […]

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For the Love of the Game (2)

    By Ayanda Xaba, South Africa Sibongile walks back to her apartment feeling exhausted, emotionally rather than physically. After the disastrous morning meeting with Njabulo Zulu, she rushed back to her daytime job as a cashier at a local grocery store and had one of her worst days. From complaining customers to being short when cashing up, her day […]

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City of Love (7)

  By Emmeline Bisiikwa, Uganda SK and I grew even closer in spite of my misgivings until it felt like we were two parts of one whole. He was the first and last voice I heard every day and the best part too. He inspired me like no other, every moment a revelation of how limitless my creativity was. The […]

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This Truth but no Further

  By Lerato Mensah-Aborampah, Lesotho, the Mountain Kingdom The truth is I am scared. I am really scared. But I will not tell you that. I will tell you only of how scary the things I fear are. I will speak about them as vaguely as I can. I will not personalise them too much. Because when I speak truthfully, I […]

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