African Cinema
Television, films and churches formed a large part of the origins of my writing when I was younger. My childhood was not as bleak...
The Post-apartheid Dilemma
War and peace. There are blurred lines in the realities of both. A separation anxiety as the paradigm shifts from the air that a...
Apartheid and Xenophobia
“In the face of pain there are no heroes.” ― George Orwell, 1984 The future of democracy is uncertain after the recent xenophobic attacks...
Genocide
It was the year of literature for me but you, Rwanda no longer have any kind of album. You who...
Adeline Virginia Woolf
Before she began her day’s work Virginia Woolf began to write painstakingly yet in a beautiful old-fashioned script in her diary. ‘Madness is not...
Diary of a Confessional Poet
Dizzying and introspective. My limbs soon became antiques with their own mood. There are frozen tigers behind the red brick walls...
The Imagined Journals of Sylvia Plath
The page frees me in a sense, in ways I cannot describe. I write and that is my life. I am a mother and...
Psychosis
There is a torment in waiting for the psychosis to break. You can never heal completely from that wreck. I...
The Woman With Two Shadows
To the scenic world at large that are still suffering in silence, I say, break the silence; add a visible, outspoken voice. There are...
A Bipolar Self-Portrait
The reason I am writing this is to help someone who is in the same situation where I found myself eighteen years ago, so...