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The Past

by Sarah Frost   What were you thinking, mother When you handed me the slim rectangular package containing a watch, for my tenth birthday as I came to your bed that lonely winter morning? I was mute with my longing

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Czardas

by Noel King   Dust dances in the light above my son’s violin. I am recalling the days I never heard him practise. Being a CEO, I was busy, away a lot, when I was at home it was down-time

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Metamorphocycle

by Zahraa’ Khaki   Wheels whirled with wind A tautological irreverent churning The zzzzz like so many flies Rushing towards an abandoned Garbage heap- A forgotten fae mound of sullied dreams And Discarded life Like so many rotting bags At

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Call for Work

Africanization and Americanization: Searching for Inter-racial, Interstitial, Inter-sectional, and Interstates meeting spaces, Africa Vs North America, Volume 1 These two continents were under the colonial hammer that changed them completely. They went through the worst recorded cases of slave trade,

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Poems by Wandile Ganya

Will of the slaves The city trembles. Dust rises, curtains flutter; a tempest breaks.     Ileus Pathologists had probed his blood, saying it was probably an “electrolyte” imbalance, and the surgeons had opened up his guts suggesting it was

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