When I Grow Up

By Thando Fuze / @Thando_Fuze When I grow up I want to be…me. Soul shaken, dancing to Sunday afternoon jazz, pride screaming in the dark corners of my strength yelling to get out with love, the size of a colour spectrum seeping through my childhood scars. When I grow up, Stars will be my lucky charms. […]
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Execute isitabane

By Gabisile Mthembu The life of a butch woman is full of hate, Her life executed in a blink of eye, Sent into a shadow of sorrow, Humanity no longer exists. Heartless women celebrate the death of another woman “azifevelelezitabane ” No mercy. I fear the cold hearts of homophobic women. Celebrating the struggles of […]
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The Last Call

By Mapula S. Lehong Its repetition, repetition of the same song The loud gong of words gone wrong Echoes of pain in that last call.   I love you, I love you…I hate that I love you… I hate that I keep calling   While thoughts juggle anger and frustration Our words bloody like the chaos […]
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White

*Trigger Warning: Drugs, death substance abuse.* By Nthabiseng Ntshala We met, spoke, laughed and fell in love. We learnt, accepted each other and even got addicted to each other. We took each other’s bad habits and made them our own, individually. I forgot my values and my beliefs. Her presence in my life mattered so […]
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Dykes and babes

By Kechi Nomu Gay was an obscure word until my first year in the University. I mean, in secondary school, I knew that girls did things to themselves in the dark in their hostels; my best girlfriend had written a long amused letter from her boarding school in Oyo State to tell me all about […]
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Choosing Friends

By Mfalme I come from a country where being a lesbian could earn one life in prison. My girl friend and I have always been extra careful. We’ve never had the conversation about Public Displays of Affection (PDA) because for us, PDA is not an option. It’s an unwritten rule that we are not allowed […]
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Through the eyes of my woman

By Adebimbola Looking deep through the eyes of my woman I see drive, passion, power, strength, I see love, willingness to fight, fragility, secrets, and a burning desires, I see fear, push for security, hope, faith, weariness, confusion, and comfort. All this makes my woman a woman of substance, a woman with She is a […]
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After

By @SistaSeeker It was almost thirty minutes before she realized that she had been lying still for a while. She didn’t know how long. The stillness of the present contradicted the movement of the past so much it felt like time wrapping itself around itself. She stirred. She was not sleeping. She was just still. […]
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