Love Letter #6

Dear Mayor Ma’am, I hope this letter finds you well. My name is Mpho Matsitle, a resident – tenant – at Antoinette building on Cromwell Street. This letter is co-signed by Morena Moabi, also a tenant at Mimosa Court on Short Street. We – him and I – consider ourselves neighbours, amongst other things. And …

Hagara

“HAGARA! HAGARA!” My Zdena disturbed my peace this morning. For no reason at all but to do just that. She achieved as much too – not out of any skill of her own (in reality she doesn’t have much in her arsenal for such a feat); but because of her structural positionality. Which of course I built …

#ArtLivesHere

It all starts with an inquisitive child, eyes wide open, head tilted forward, right on the edge of the frame. The problem with children – or at least mine own biggest problem with them – is that they always ask the difficult questions. It is no surprise that in some of our cultures children are …

Black Sunday

There are people in balaclavas. Men in balaclavas. They’re all over the place. Restless. Maybe they can’t breathe? We all can’t breathe – or so Fanon said. And Fanon has all the answers. But we are here. I think we are beautiful. I believe we are. For sure Jess is beautiful. She sings like an …