Moving
By Philani Tyson Nombika, South Africa: Like trees that move back and forth in resistance of wind Life makes its paces at what seems still as time won’t move Feels like every
Torn (4)
By Ayanda Xaba, South Africa: The third time I was 16 years old, my body was fully developed and I was a full blown mapakisha. I still didn’t have any real friends, except my
From His Arms to Yours (3)
By Emmeline Bisiikwa, Uganda: Eventually, you gave me an ultimatum. “I don’t want to share you anymore.” I swallowed hard and hedged, “But you have a girlfr
The River Willing
By Fungai Chigumbura, Zimbawe: Every night it’s the same. The sequence always fo
Torn (3)
By Ayanda Xaba, South Africa: The second time I was 10 years old. My breasts were starting to develop, so was the pubic hair. I grew up very quickly, my body became old when my min