Identity is A Journey, Doing Me is Continuous
By Blaccqueer Mercy has spent the past 21 years trying to figure out who they* are. This is…
Dare to Call Me Lesbian
By Lame I love the word Lesbian. It rolls of my tongue so smoothly and lands gently into…
God Loves Gay People. Just as they are. (I’m not allowed to say that)
By Njoki “It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not…
A few colours of my rainbow
By Thandeka My grandmother was blind, she lost her sight shortly after her husband’s death - my mother…
Narcissistic artists?
By Mantis As the Goethe-Institut Sudafrika prepares its gallery walls for the latest collection, “Faces and Phases”, by…
Isilumo silumile
By Christie FossilSoul van Zyl pe·ri·od/ˈpi(ə)rēəd/ Noun: A length or portion of time. Adjective: Belonging to, or characteristic…
HOLAA loves musicians: Meet Sanyu Hunter Nicolas
There is nothing like a cross Atlantic connection. As lovers of music and all things queer and colourful,…
Purple Hurdles
By Thandeka Bhengu/ @MissNinaBrown Throw your bones; You’re dancing on your throne While you’re walking down the streets of…
I’m An African Woman
By Coco-Only Khumalo I'm an African woman My weave and mascara don't define me I am born of the…
What ‘team’ do I play for? Doesn’t matter. I play to win.
By Kagure ‘A dude can do more than she can. A dude can give you head plus the…