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The one about the ugly fan 

For some reason, we only have one fan in our house. Out of a family of 7 people living in 5 bedrooms, we somehow ended up with just the one. It’s big, ugly, cumbersome to carry and broken so no one ever wants to move it around, keep it in their room, or in any… Continue reading The one about the ugly fan 

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Art · Fashion · Film · Prose · Thoughts

When Creativity is Elitist

I've been thinking about writing this post for a few weeks and in that time I read through different definitions of being a creative. One website said: "A creative is unique, someone who doesn't quite fit into any box. Some think of creatives as iconoclasts; others see them as rebels...A creative is a thought leader." An article… Continue reading When Creativity is Elitist

Beauty · Life · Me · Prose · Thoughts

The honesty of self-love

  Let's be honest. Just how much do you love yourself? Put a number on it. Out of 10? Put a monetary figure on it if you like. If I wanted to buy your self-love for myself, how much would you charge me? How much is it worth? For the longest time I lived in… Continue reading The honesty of self-love

Poetry · Prose

The Other Girl Part 2

It's inevitable isn't it. I knew I'd end up alone. I knew he would go back to her. They always go back. I boasted of my independence. I didn't need to be attached. "I'm a free hoe," I always said. I laughed at my friends and their troubled relationships. "Not me, " I always said. I played… Continue reading The Other Girl Part 2

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Ke Nako Youth of South Africa! #FeesMustFall #Asijiki

The Revolution is here, and it is contagious. #FeesMustFall.

Ambitious African

Nompendulo Mkatshwa Wits SRC President-Elect leading the protests. (Photo Credit: Marco Longari AFP) Nompendulo Mkatshwa Wits SRC President-Elect leading the protests. (Photo Credit: Marco Longari AFP)

I take off my hat to the students at South African universities. For me, 2015 is most certainly the Year of the South African Student. From #RhodesMustFall at UCT, #Luister and #OpenStellies at Stellenbosch, #BlackStudentMovement at the University currently known as Rhodes and now #FeesMustFall which started over a week ago at Wits but has spread nationwide, South African students are taking the charge and actively pursuing the change they wish to see in their country.

October 21, 2015 will be remembered as an important day in the history of South Africa. University students in Cape Town marched to parliament to protest the over 10 percent increases in their tuition for the coming year. The scenes were electrifying. Thousands of students gathered outside parliament demanding Minister of Higher Education and Training Blade Nzimande and President Jacob Zuma come…

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Guest Post · Prose · Women

The power of the “carefree black girl” narrative

I love those moments when you read something written by someone else that you have been thinking about for a long time. When another writer seems to reach into your thoughts and create something amazing. This is one of those posts, written by one kickass black woman that I respect so much. Read it and enjoy 🙂

The roar of women's silence.

“Technology is nothing without the capacity to make people dream. That is where the power of technology resides…It is embraced insofar as people believe in the promise of inheriting it, of improving their own lives, making it better and freeing themselves of structural constraints.  The internet intensifies that capacity to dream and that narrative of liberation” – Achille Mbembe, The Chronic, Chimurenga magazine

Carefree adj. : untroubled, buoyant, radiant, light-hearted, happy.

“What a time to be alive.” (Future & Drake, 2015) Indeed, what a time it is to be alive. I’m writing this as I sit on my single university-accommodation bed in Edinburgh, Scotland. I got a scholarship for my Masters, and my mother practically shoved me onto the plane. I miss her terribly. I don’t know how else to repay her, but to continue my journey as a carefree black girl, unconquerable. (If you’re Zimbabwean, please pronounce that last word the…

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Loneliness is loyal.

Prose

The Other Girl

Unofficial...untitled...The unofficial girl Well, maybe not untitled. They have names for what I do; they have names for what I am. Mis·tress n. (mĭs′trĭs) – “a long term female lover without the constraints of marriage”. Also defined as a woman of authority, control, power... How ironic. “Side-chick, side-piece, homewrecker”. How crude. Do you ever see… Continue reading The Other Girl

Me · Prose

Screw your African culture

I am so pissed. I am pissed beyond belief. I am so angry that I could throw up on my laptop right now. I am so angry I feel sick. I checked my facebook news feed this morning and found this idiotic status: Sex, Relationships and Love Storiz ‎9reasons Why Some African Ladies End Up… Continue reading Screw your African culture

Life · Me · Prose

Bubblegum

I've never understood why men refer to women as the weaker sex just because we are emotional. It takes guts to show emotion. It takes guts to stand in front of people who you know will never understand and just spill.Bleed.. Raw, unfiltered,gut-wrenching emotion. Even when you know that when you're done, to them it… Continue reading Bubblegum