Month: August 2017

Psalm For Fuck

Oh Fuck, you beauty! You have assailed Where many words have failed Where even violence Couldn’t break the silence Where would I be? Without you Dear sweet Fuck What could I have said? When my friend died Or when my lover lied How could I have expressed my pain? Had you not been my refrain …

Settling Down

You should’ve waited for me. But you never said I should. Did I have to? Of course not. So you knew? I knew. Still you went ahead. Without me. How long was I supposed to wait? Forever if needs be!   Silence grabbed the feed by the scruff and made it its bitch. Heavy breathing …

Violence: The Thread That Binds Our Big Unhappy Family

Lebo Mashile and her family of physical soothsayers, the Moving Into Dance Mophatong, brought their much-acclaimed show “Threads” to Bloemfontein on a cold Wednesday evening. The verbal dance/physical poem tackled a number of issues that plague our society, including homophobia, Afrophobia and domestic violence – and the interconnectivity thereof. The performance explored, through dance and …