Day: March 27, 2014

Poetry, Tale Africa

All dreams are well…

By Percy Matlala, South Africa: I used to go up to the roof every night To talk to my dead 'run away' father Hoping to free the anger Free the questions, or possibly ask more Free the memories that have no tomorrow Memories that take me back, and never come back Hoping to free him Sometimes up there, the wind […]

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