Category: Reflections

Reflections

Protecting My Own

  By Damali of Kyanjja     It is not every day that you come across people who speak openly about guarding their stuff. I do not mean material possessions. The other day, I told my girls about Aaron. Little things. Like how he pulls out the chair for me when we go out eat at our favourite takeaway. He […]

504 total views, no views today

Read more No Comments
Share this entry:
Reflections

Skinless

  By Damala of Kyanjja Honestly, I do not know why people project their issues on the rest of us who are very comfortable in our skin. Like what have my undies got to you with you? Bwankya came by yesterday, after about a week. Nothing unusual about that. Sometimes I travel and do not get to see him as […]

633 total views, no views today

Read more No Comments
Share this entry:
Reflections

Born a Monster

By Katiso Thatho, Lesotho This morning I woke and something felt amiss although I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. I wasn’t sure whether it was just my imagination or perhaps something I had eaten the night before didn’t sit well with me. I left my home for school as I had done every other morning and as I […]

2,067 total views, 2 views today

Read more No Comments
Share this entry:
Reflections

A Naked Candidate

By Damali of Kyanjja, Uganda: Naked we came into this world. Then we learned to clothe ourselves – to hide, to cover up, to pretend-blot our shame, shame we do not even know. We feel ashamed before we know what we are ashamed of. In our world – this toxic pigsty we have created – nudity is both glorified and […]

3,571 total views, no views today

Read more No Comments
Share this entry:
Reflections

Ngizothumeka

By Koketso Molete, South Africa: “Ubaba ufuna azomthuma, thuma mina, we baba thuma mina, kulezizizwe zonke,thuma mina, we baba thuma mina, thuma mina ndiyothumeka,thuma mina, we baba thuma mina,thuma mina, we baba, thuma mina, kulama gumbi amane, thuma mina, we baba thuma mina…” I just got back from what felt like forty days and forty nights of protesting. Undressed by […]

2,432 total views, 1 views today

Read more No Comments
Share this entry:
Reflections

Sing Me (3)

By Ayanda Xaba, South Africa: I finished my Degree in Music, Drama and Performing from University of KwaZulu-Natal and went to Cape Town where I joined a group of professional choristers. I remember my audition so well; I went there looking like a mad woman. A friend had informed me about the audition an hour before it started. I was […]

572 total views, no views today

Read more No Comments
Share this entry:
Reflections

The New Normal

By Damali of Kyanjja Where I come from, normal entails a girl growing up, being hit on by an ordinary guy with a job, and then marrying that same guy for no other reason except that he can provide for the family. Normal meant having children because that was common sense ? after all, why else do people get married? […]

2,041 total views, no views today

Read more No Comments
Share this entry:
Poetry, Reflections, Tale Africa

Unknown…

By Philani Tyson Nombika, South Africa: So roses are red and violets are blue. Orange sunsets make you feel like you have seen eternity. Kissed the horizon and dinned on stars My feet and heart seem to whisper symphonies to each other. Music echoes more life My earphones have figured how the world sounds. My mother’s knees know wordless prayers. […]

2,579 total views, no views today

Read more No Comments
Share this entry:
Reflections

The Maiden and The Bear (9)

By Ayanda Xaba, South Africa: It is the day before the lobola negotiations, the calm before the storm. I’ve been sleeping at Ntombi’s since Wednesday, partly because I want to fully support my friend and also to run away from my family. We were woken up by Ntombi’s mother in the wee hours of the morning so that we could […]

3,287 total views, 1 views today

Read more No Comments
Share this entry: