By Vimbai Lole, Zimbabwe: In the seductive colours of nightfall, a shield of silence is defeated only by tiny crickets, as every hour gives me another wrinkle. Watching other peoples’ fairytales on fast-forward in my mind’s eye I see loneliness approach and I start to miss strangers. People who I have met during the active sessions of my imagination. Tall […]
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