Note: to read part I click here I hadn’t felt this nervous about going to Soweto since we were teenagers. Having called Lesedi after her shower, Nonto had persuaded me into calling David and requesting an address. I remember hearing a strange combination of grief and elation in this stranger’s voice upon learning who...

Note: If, by chance, you have not read the previous inserts of Fikile’s Letter click here Let me begin by saying that I was not particularly shaken by her death. When she died I was where I always am when things aren’t going too well. Where I am now. Alone, in my study with...

When you Move on With someone new. When you Forget the past And forget all that you’ve lost. When you Learn to smile Longer than a little while. Remember me For I remember you. When you Taste new joy Savour it for two. Lick your lips. Lick your fingers. With the passion that still...