HOLAA, ithongomusings, Queer Africa, LGBTI
By Audi / @soniaaudi1 It was always the same story. She would want him as much as he wanted her. She would moan and arch her back as she danced to the rhythm of their foreplay. Heaven… Oh sweet, blissful heaven! If only it would go all the way… As the seconds counted down, fear would […]
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The Death That Is You

By Ashes  *Trigger warning: sexual assault, self harm You are the death of me. If I had another opportunity to love you again I would do so without any hesitation or fear. I would love you despite the nagging feeling that all was not well, I would love you more than maintaining a healthy bank […]
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Call For Submissions

HOLAA wants submissions! We want to share the voices and ideas of African women! You can send: Diary entries Short stories Features and interviews Blog posts (including reblogs) Pictures Paintings Videos Articles and opinions pieces Recordings of poetry and other works (can be done easily on your phone) HOLAA! allows you to publish under any […]
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A Love note to Zan

‘Personal is poison. Personal distracts, invites relationships. Let me be no one. Unheard, unseen, unpraised and unloved.’ -Tim Cooper This quote used to be my everyday mantra up until I met her. Zan. Even from afar, she was radiant. Amongst a crowd of women, she was the only one that stood out to me. She […]
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A Painful Truth

By Dolly I’m so afraid to feel. To feel something real. I’ve felt something before. And it still hurts. I’m afraid of letting you in Giving you that opportunity To hurt me No one ever does it consciously But it’s done There’s always a loser in the corner Defeated by the unsuspected blows There’s always […]
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The Urge

By Dolly I wonder, If a little bit of this is normal human behavior This longing, This aching, To hold someone so close to your chest That if you press just a little bit harder your ribs could crack. If so, That would explain a lot of things Like casual sex. People just need to hold […]
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Always waiting

By Queen Vee She left me with the words I’ll be back by eight. At the back of my mind I knew she was leaving for the night. That she was not coming back till morning. What hurt the most was not that she left, but the fact that she didn’t even consider staying. I […]
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