African Feeds

by David Kerr The stretcher bearers, too late, pull the blood-stained woman from the rubble. Garikayi closes the file, drags it into his Somalia folder, and mentally slots it alongside the Kenyan bombings. He feels the warmth of creative work

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Ek blame almal

by Chestlyn Draghoender Ek blame ie man, wat skanne bring, en nie sy pote vi homself ka hou nie. Ek blame ie pastor, wat vooskryf dat sy moet vashou, moet vasbyt ter wille van hulle huwelik. Ek blame ie kerk-broes

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Calculation

by Lerise Johnson I have tried various methods of calculation; counted and recounted, counted but I can’t seem to cross the divide that the times have brought between us. Me + you doesn’t = happiness like it used to. The

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Wallpaper

by Abbey Khambule Before you left you asked me to move a small vine of bougainvillea inside until winter had passed. It’s now inscribed an arch over the window, creeping over the graffito “Ek Is As Gevolg Van Jou” sketched

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Two Poems by David Maahlamela

Hatchets of the South There was no summer that year; cowhide drums turned upside down. The moon never danced to the tsau-tsau song; It ascended each night with a fallen head, mourning death of humankind. In a land from which

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