“Like rain, fluid and flowing, history flows on and on. For a brief instant we are able to trap it, dam it in a puddle, or a bucket, and look at our reflection.”—History Like Water, photographs by Ruth Damman, curated by Basler Afrika Bibliographien.
“I am having a hot steamy sensual love affair, the best kind: forbidden.”—Musical Love Affair, a poem by Lamelle Shaw.
“Where’s the fire in your belly that was going to burn the Master’s house?”—Yoga Practice, a poem by Hugh Ellis and a film by Ondjaki.
“I have been here for most of my life; my relationship with this city has mirrored the geography: there have been ups and downs.”—Spice In The Wind, an auralgraph from Windhoek by Ndakolute Ndilula.
“What happens when the return is worse than the departure?”—A Sombre School Story, a personal essay by Sindi-Leigh McBride.
“I had run away. Without any intention of looking back. My distorted image of home had become synonymous with my malleable sense of home. It took the lockdown abroad to inadvertently redirect my gaze homewards.”—Is There A Doctorate In The House?, an essay by Frowin Becker.
“Stop touching sick persons! Stop travelling with the virus!”—Yellow Woman, a short story by Foday Mannah.
“The faces you present are not yours alone to wear.”—The Will Of Masks, a short story by Ange Mucyo.
“Who can forget a tragedy?”—Silhouette, a short story by Ndawedwa Denga Hanghuwo.