By Ayanda Xaba, South Africa “Nobody tells young girls that men own the power of the gaze my mother never told me that men may look at me but I may not look back. That if we do our look can be taken as an invitation. Men teach us that. Over the years we train our gaze to skim […]
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By Samuel S. Bunnya, Uganda He placed a faint smile on his face as he reached out to his father. The Great Father smiled at Orhóvihir. He used his hand and helped Orhóvihir sit on the ground. “My son, maybe one day I will explain it all to you.” “Explain what?” Orhóvihir asked. “Your vision will plunge the whole world […]
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By Chido Nyandoro, Zimbabwe They may cut me, defile me, Mock me, shoot me, Rape me, starve me, Throw me in a cage, in the gutter, in a grave, For simply one thing, the colour of my skin; Yes they have tried, To dishonour me…to kill me But still, here I stand, Tall; Strong, Still able to bear fruit; to […]
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By Samuel S. Bunnya, Uganda “I cannot destroy my own creation – my own son,” the Great Father whispered. “Why?” Orhóvihir crawled closer to his father. He could feel the darkness gathering into his limbs. He could feel his strength starting to return. “I thought you could not let one who has allowed the darkness back into the Great Realm […]
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By Chido Nyandoro, Zimbabwe Each sad memory you endure, I dry them out in the warmth of your joys. I plant them in the soil of your subconscious fields, So that they may bloom again into new hopes and dreams. 144 total views, no views today
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