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…
Blog Archives
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…
Posted in Poetry
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…
Three Poems by Siza Nkosi
music tour so where to? dube station via the main road jozi fm on the left they play gospel and cheaters on thursdays i bump into uncle ray next to the toilet (they call the police station the toilet) ray’s…
Three Poems by Sarah Lubala
A Leaving Song — in memory of my great grandmother say the cows are dying in the fields say there is no meat this summer say she is sold to an old chief say her thighs sing blood and water…