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By T.S Hidalgo He showed up to the televised interview in pajamas: — What are you dressed up as today? — I’m dressed up as myself —he held a revolver, next to the microphone. In fact he was aiming at

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Gadget Soccer Club

by T.S Hidalgo   (…The coach… wanted to see me), No, no, the coach didn’t want to see you, (The coach… didn’t want to see me), He didn’t want to see you, no, sir (The coach… didn’t want to see

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Absolute happiness

by T.S Hidalgo   I tore the corners of an envelope on the day of my childhood something like exultant and cathedrals, shields, even masters in black came out of it (and this is something I do not remember if

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Myesha Jenkins – Tribute

Botsotso would like to pay homage to Myesha Jenkins, the poet and promoter of poetry who died on Saturday, 05 September 2020. Myesha was a founder member of Feelah Sistah, the all-woman poetry group that in its time made such an impact. Thereafter, she was indefatigable in organising and strengthening poetry platforms on radio and for live performance/readings. Myesha’s work was included in two Botsotso productions – the anthology Isis X and the recording Roots and Branches. Her spirit as a politically conscious, jazz-loving artist lives on and is well expressed in her seminal poem Autobiography which was included in both these projects.

Click here to read Autobiography, a poem by Myesha Jenkins.

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