Beloved by Noluthando Frost They called me a slore. You won’t find that word in the Oxford Dictionary of English. In case you don’t know, slore is about the filthiest name you can call any woman. It’s an amalgamation of two more popular names for women of supposedly loose morals. If it wasn’t for Pretty coming by that night, I still wouldn’t know that. I … Continue reading Beloved
by Noluthando Frost
The Return By Richmore Tera THERE were no petals nor garnished garlands decorating my path upon my return only but broken hopes and shattered dreams littered my path HIS suitcase was heavy. But the conductor heaved it like an empty sack from the roof of the bus and threw it at him where he was standing with his hands raised, ready to catch it. It … Continue reading The Return
by Richmond Tera
Faces by Philani Amadeus Nyoni I got home last night and played some Jonathan Butler, lit the fan then aimed it at the window, turned out the light and smoked through the burglar-bars. I raised my chin to eject smoke towards the clouds and collided with old faces in the stars. Not long into it I noticed a constellation that formed the letter A and … Continue reading Faces by Philani Amadeus Nyoni
Death on Wheels I lie on the black asphalt my cheek is resting on shards of broken windscreen glasses , a stream of blood swills around , paints my cheek some of it is hardening like stale pig trotter soup ,the pain is excruciating ,it as if it is an antlike creature is aggressively chewing every pain sensor on my nerve endings. I try to … Continue reading Death on Wheels by Lenni Mdawini Sibanda
My Aunt Mohammed by Mahluli Vanbarbie Ndlovu My story at least as much as is relevant begins when I was fourteen. Having done well in my studies father found it fitting that I go on to secondary school, a prospect hardly attractive to most people I knew at the time. He took me to his sister and her husband [bless their deceased souls]. She was … Continue reading My Aunt Mohammed by Mahluli VanBarbie Ndlovu
Sex, Shebeen ,Orgasms and Beer by Lenni Mdawini Sibanda The township is a huge pot slowly boiling away ,in it a gravy of youth cooked to live in misery ,poverty and perverse sex worship .Escaping it is a distant dream hence once an opportunity comes they hang on tooth ,nail ,toes and fingers ,such stories are rare but they do happen every once in a … Continue reading Sex,Shebeen,Orgasms and Beer by Lenni Mdawini Sibanda
Birth By Leroy Mthulisi Ndlovu Birth. The saddest fucking moment of my life. I wept and the world rejoiced. Born silent as I would remain throughout life, I was forced into lament by the rude hands of a masked doctor. Life and her violence; everyone was pleased by my grief. It signified health. Bloodier than a butcher’s hands I was wrapped in a cold sheet … Continue reading Birth by Leroy Mthulisi Ndlovu
