My skyline is a view of unfinished flats: Cracks on the wall, jutting iron rods on the side, clothes drying on the line. Below the flats: clogged ditches
Dark clouds stared down at Mephosa’s auntie while she swept the compound. She kept stealing glances at her brother, Lerato who was seated on a three legged stool
There is very little happiness and laughter here, everybody is miserable because every day we wake up to the same thing. Nothing ever seems to change, it’s the
Disclaimer: There are people who are offended by sex, sexual acts and explicit words. This piece might not be for you. Purity opened the door to find her
Rosa stood at the balcony looking at Young Jonathan playing with the other children. You couldn’t tell that he was raised by a single mother by looking at
