Diary entry and a Christmas interlude in Port Elizabeth, South Africa
There is a dwelling that I exist in. This far out between heaven and hell she is, my mother is still beautiful. She was...
Beauties of the Eastern Cape, South Africa
And there it was. The strange machine of talking to myself.
In the black and white photograph, I appeared as any stranger would. Dazed, worldly,...
A Poet’s Life: Adventures in the Pixelated Maelstrom
I’m fourteen. We’re at the gateway to the funhouse. We’re standing on burning sea sand, water, ocean waves within reach, the centre of summer,...
To be a woman in a movement for self-transformation and change
“Are you happy with your life daddy? Are you listening to me?” came a voice from deep within me.
“I am in ways that you...
The theory and era of soft intelligence and artificial intelligence
Today, we as individuals are continually engaged in evolution, involving ourselves in relationships and cannot exist in isolation from the world, from modern society,...