The talented scribe: Everybody has to grow up sometime
Whenever disaster strikes me in my world,
I think of home (home as sanctuary, soft place to fall in flight, and
adrenaline rush), or I go...
Pushcart Nominated Wash Away My Sins
We never did get around to building the
swimming pool in our backyard that my wife and I often spoke about. We said it
would be...
Orpheus
It is the worst feeling in the world when
you are rejected by a man, any man, but when it is the love of your...
What they say about first impressions
In my family, the men are in a league of their own. They are
authoritative, speak their mind, they’re elders in the church, patriarchal.
Politics has...
Best of the Net nominated essay: “Secrets”
So, mother, like Johannesburg, you cut me in deep, imaginative and raw
ways. A cut from you was a project. Thinking of you, staring at...
The mulatto
I’ll leave the pain for tomorrow. Won’t
even think about it until tomorrow. That is, if tomorrow ever comes. So, I walk
in the present, barefoot,...
Research into gender-bias and class, the Khoi, the grief of the mulatto
Other races in South Africa see us as clowns. They have always seen us
as clowns or interlopers and whose fault is that? Again, and...
South African gang film Four Corners
We are being erased into the background as if we are extras on a film
set. We must begin to communicate the threads of the...
The young Northern Areas survivor of the aftermath of the forced removals
The first scene represents a family is sitting around a table, early
morning that has the remnants of a breakfast meal on it. It is...
Ellis’ American Psycho versus Chinua Achebe’s Things Fall Apart
The Dutch poet Joop Bersee, has been gifted confidante to me, selfless
mentor, and I’ve have come to the beliefs, the norms, the value of...