26 Mar

Flowers

You gave me flowers. I remember; It was our first date. “Peonies, your favourite.” You told me. We picnicked amongst the flowers. I remember; We felt like young children playing in the flower beds. Our...
05 Mar

Tigeress

My derrière blooms As I sit upon the Bed with fine brown lines Moving down its sides. If this is the marking Of a budding woman, Then let me proudly Display my stripes. ?: Sibusiso...
05 Mar

Inner Demons

My inner demons are busy haunting me Self harm, self hate Tell me Can you relate? To this pendulum swing world Where every decision can lead you down a path of worthlessness Self doubt has...