Queer in a maze

By Sazike I’ve been a lesbian before I knew what a lesbian was. I was definitely a lesbian when we were ten and kissing in our primary school restroom and I felt butterflies truly for the first time. I was a lesbian when we were 12 when we kissed as we waited in the backseat of […]
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A Silent Cry

by Nthabiseng Ntshala It is home Well that’s what we should call it. How can I call it home if it’s as empty as our memories? We see nothing but empty souls reflecting I stare at the mirror I see a figure filled with nothing but air Air meaningless to breath That tells not my […]
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Blame it on the name

By Andiswa “Oh my God is that your name?” asked my newacquaintance with a rather dismayed look on her face. Wait a second what happened to the lady I was chatting to just now? The one who was returning the complimentson how good we looked in all the items we kept trying on. “Yes that […]
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