African Renaissance

I went to a Model C school in post-apartheid South Africa and only survived for a year

When it comes to the issues of eating disorders, which is the topic I am addressing today. Topics such as anorexia nervosa and bulimia. The question for me...

Kevin Carter belongs to everyone

I hope you have the sun. I long for the sun today. Yes, I’m thinking of you. You and moonlight. You and tenderness. How you express...

The class distinction between Ezra Pound’s Alba and Bessie Head’s Maru

But the air is growing cold. As cold as the angst of beginners. I am not that scholarship girl in chapters and parts. I keep on...

Mental health: Sexuality and the multi-polar state of love and trust

I love you in a space and time like no other. You are older. I am younger. Does it matter? I dress for you. I...

Running with Lithium

Head made of stone sound the alarm for here hallucinations abound like driftwood, a gull sweeping through the sky overhead. In the photograph her skin is...

My struggles with depression and finding lasting romantic love

These are things that make me happy. The stars brightness turns in the air. Dandelions. Reading Hemingway. The pouring rain. A switched off television. The magical...

My best friend is my psychiatrist

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,...

The African Renaissance- poets

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 the...

What Emily Dickinson can teach us

The sun is a laughing, talking, walking miracle today. If it shines, it shines only for me and Lavinia. What perfection, because it shines with an...

Amherst

How am I supposed to live without father? He is passed. Gone into the hereafter. He is never to return. While, yes, I am still very...

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