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Letters to my Daughter (1): Expectations

By Ayanda Xaba, Mzansi Dear Daughter, I loved you before we met Even before the tinkling started Before intestine area became wonderland Who could’ve thought you could be accommodated there? There. I fell in love with you there I imagined how adorable your face would be Gap teeth, dimples, and fluffy hair Definetly Mommy’s sexy eyes Probably a little replica […]

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Rebabedi (Finale)

  By Ayanda Xaba, South Africa   Ayanda is packing shoes in the twins’ walk-in closet. Both boys are obsessed with shoes that’s why their mother gave them a whole room to put them in. She’s been repacking all their things since they moved out from home a week ago. “Don’t you want to see Mbali’s TV debut?” Her husband […]

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Rebabedi (14)

  By Ayanda Xaba, South Africa Watching soccer isn’t really my thing, today is a special occasion. Mbali was asked by the Zebhola soccer channel to fill in for their sick presenters. Well; I have to watch my friend’s television debut. I was excited for her when I heard that Ayanda gave her permission because I know Mbali is a […]

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Rebabedi (13)

  By Ayanda Xaba, South Africa Girls like me were not meant for happiness. I lay there listening to Ayanda and Mbali and felt as if I was dying. I imagined myself jumping from the roof of a 20 story building and carelessly floating to meet my death. It felt like I was watching over the lifeless body lying there […]

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Rebabedi (12)

  By Ayanda Xaba, South Africa It hasn’t even been a week since I ran away from home and I already miss my family. Don’t get me wrong; I love Kagi and living with him is such an adventure, but I can’t enjoy myself knowing my mother is probably going crazy worrying about me. I speak to Poni almost everyday […]

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Rebabedi (11)

  By Ayanda Xaba, South Africa ‘No woman, no cry’ chants Bob Marley through Kwena’s radio. Kwena is a Bob Marley fanatic and a lover of raggae music in general. He goes as far as attending events and collecting the music. His room is like a musuem of raggae because of all the CDs and posters he has displayed. His […]

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Sing Me (4)

By Ayanda Xaba, South Africa: “Deliver me, out of my sadness Deliver me, from all of the madness Deliver me, courage to guide me Deliver me, strength from inside me” Sarah Brightman says it better than I could ever do in this song, life is never simple and our mere planning doesn’t cut it. It’s like God lets you plan […]

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Sing Me (2)

By Ayanda Xaba, South Africa: Do you know the feeling you get when something is about to happen? Whether the thing will be good or bad, one gets a feeling that warns you of some disturbance. I had one of those two weeks ago, as I was driving into Soweto from Johannesburg central. Okay, I was a passenger sitting directly behind […]

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Sing Me (1)

By Ayanda Xaba, South Africa: “Abongile!” I hear my sister’s distant shout. I lift my head to find her standing at the kitchen door looking irritated, maybe she’s been shouting for long. Blame the laundry. I hate doing my washing, which is what I’m busy with, with music playing loudly through my headsets. “Now, no matter where I am No […]

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Super Ex (2)

By Ayanda Xaba, South Africa: “It’s you, it’s always been you and nobody else”. I send the text hoping she will believe it. This time I mean it; I have fallen in love with her so hard. I never expected this to happen. I met Nozi when I was still a wild child, she was just as wild. We hit […]

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