The Brave Mister

    I come in many shapes and sizes. To some, I am a man of charisma; the kind that stifles fear and electrifies the will. To others, I am the biggest loser; the man with a balding sense of humour. To the art of words, I am her brave Mister; the fool that tried [...]

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Of Rapists & Victims: II

Read the first of the series here. She walks through, Roads filled with street signs and scars, Of graffiti and tattoos on walls, Sex symbols and misery in red, RRUUN, She knows not to stay, She knows not to become one with the darkness of the night, She knows not, Of prostitutes and pimps that [...]

Of Black, Children & Vices.

Colonialism kissed, The face of the African sun, Systematic, The infiltration of the devil's kiss, Illusions of colour, Illusions that blinded, The hearts of supremacists, WE ARE CHILDREN, Dreams of our ancestors, Silhouettes of their realities, Our minds cannot conceive of, Shades of black, of niggers cut, blood, Bath of kaffirs, The knife that is [...]

Lit, a recollection (II)

Read the first of this series here. White lights queued. I made a new friend, and (much to my frustration) I cannot make his face out. I do, however, recall a sense of belonging; a nervous pain and desire that spoke through our eyes. We wanted to escape, to run with the liquor because childhood doesn't [...]