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Energy

Philani Tyson Nombika, South Africa: The energy Smile tumbling of white bunny rabbits Squeezing for space within contours when you smile, That is cute The flush of bliss when the curtains of your eyes fall As though allowing the performer to take one last bow. In appreciation of just how you smile At how eyes glisten with tears when you […]

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Burned Beings

By Philani Tyson Nombika, South Africa: For the thirst that lingers in our mouths The undying will to take lessons from failure The success that we are made for The fake smiles we wear in the face of disappointment To not giving up For we are the burned things The burden stricken, lost things The dark skinned forgotten, rare beings […]

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Shaken by Storms

By Philani Tyson Nombika, South Africa: That belief that brews fire in your belly Burning any hope of giving up. That there alone is enough to kill a person But what if you’ve chosen to give life What if life is like the wrinkles at the corner of your smile That you saw casually wear like those torn tracksuit pants […]

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Buried in my Backyard

By Philani Tyson Nombika, South Africa: We are known for our lightness Sun absorbing skin we smile the loudest Deafening pulse our hearts know these streets will never forgive us For we have given the most tender parts of us We have surrendered our souls to belong in these corners that tear holes in our pocket so they stay empty […]

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This Place

By Philani Tyson Nombika, South Africa: I have been to places I cannot speak art as how it feels, Words don’t escape me but the mere nature of the place blanks out Art There are four roomed houses that we call our homes that are in the shapes of heart Music escapes me in the place and conversation feel void […]

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