By Lerato Mensah-Aborampah, Lesotho The bus stops, rather abruptly, as the red light pops up. Palesa does not move. She is still staring out the window. I cast a subtle glance at her hands that are holding on to her backpack on her laps. They are short and coated with transparent glossy nail polish. I know because my sister does the […]
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