Sax In the Mirror

By Zama Khanyile Tears drop tearing through the hardened exterior, it lingers on and I hear the cry of a wild cat in the silk sheets of a cash indulgent world. Sax in the mirror. I yearn for the comfort between thighs of evil pleasure and my lips twitch as my legs move apart from […]
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Canvas Painting

By Maweunoia/ @Maweunoia Spread the canvas on the floor Gather up the oil paints Open up your divinity Pour the potion Its motion a wave of emotions That lets the secrets on your lips Caress my inner thighs   Kiss you on the small of your back Oh Darling won’t you come here with nothing on […]
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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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Mama Owami

By Untapped To the one that slipped away when my heart thought it had found a resting place. Its two weeks now since you walked away. 7 days away from Valentine. 15 days away from our 3 months anniversary. 20 days away from your birthday. Every hour, your countenance floats in my eyes, a smile […]
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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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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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