By Ayanda Xaba, South Africa Sometimes you need to pat yourself on the shoulder Tell yourself that everything will be okay I do that sometimes Other times in front of the mirror Most times in bed Hugging my breasts in fear that the wrecking heart will break them “You will get through this,” I whisper until I start to […]
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By Ayanda Xaba, South Africa Mamkhulu says I made her love her body She says I made her appreciate the way she is built That sexy should not exclude her round figure, her flat ass, or her flabby arms She says it’s thanks to me that she sees herself as a goddess that she truly is My mother sees […]
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By Ayanda Xaba, South Africa Your hands strangled the young women’s neck for denying you Your hands teared a baby’s diaper and violated her womb Your hands whipped another woman’s child until her internals bled Your hands slapped the beauty out of her Your hands stabbed the girl for having a good time with her friends Your hands snatched her […]
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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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