By Neema The moonlight was just right against the ocean, My baby was right next to me. We breathed at the same pace, in unison and understanding. No words needed to be spoken. As our hands intertwined our minds became one… The heavens smiled, the stars danced. The Gods knew, they whispered in my ear; “Child […]
By Yrsa I Because she, like you, was raised on the hard side of life and when this giant of a woman folds all of herself into you so small at night you want to keep her for good – safe from all that was and ever will be. You want to take her away […]
By Thandeka My grandmother was blind, she lost her sight shortly after her husband’s death – my mother (my grandmother’s middle child) was around 6 years of age and her last-born was just an infant. She never knew what any of her five children grew to look like after that and never laid eyes on […]
By Blacqueer I keep thinking of ways to give back. To pause, look around me and find moments to say “thank you”. However I keep finding that (because the struggle is so real and so constant and so isolating and so communal) I always have an excuse not to pause and I never have the […]
By Stephanie Losing them inhibitions, getting naked with the lights on and singing one of those cheesy love songs. Tattooing that long name onto parts of myself that I’ve always kept on lock down down down…
"What do women do in bed? Doesn't it get boring?’ Senseless questions that need a sensual answer.
How can you not quiver when you think of all the things a woman can do?
How can you not want to spend that extra moment of longing whilst you think and imagine of the tastes and sounds and visuals that come with two women clutching, writhing, moaning, scratching, bonding…coming.
By Lame We had dinner. It was my birthday and such a delightful evening I laughed at everything she said and gleamed as much as the twinkle in her eyes. Watching her was the only thing I wanted to do. She was my fascination and I know she enjoyed the fact. I didn’t eat much. […]
By Lame Living in a world where you are always considered the “other” is a constant denial of your right to be alive and the right to express yourself as you wish. Being the “other” means that your every action is judged by stricter judges against stricter standards. Being lesbian in an unyielding culture means […]
By Nthabiseng I’d like to think that it’s because I have not been on this earth long enough, it at least leaves room for a possible future encounter with such individuals so I will not say never but in the years that I’ve lived and the people that I’ve met, I have not yet come […]
By Kagure I am fearfully and wonderfully made. That is why you fear me and cannot understand how I am made. What you do understand is how to react and pass judgment on the final product. Before you condemn me to my fate answer me a few questions… Were you there when I was formed? […]