#Khariro Mîrosa? All it takes is one disastrous word—a Khoekhoegowab poem.
The things a disastrous word can do—a Khoekhoegowab poem by Verushcka Garises.
The things a disastrous word can do—a Khoekhoegowab poem by Verushcka Garises.
In Mohammed Shehu’s “City Heights” the high-rises of urban capitalism provide a view of one’s lowest point.
“In the fight to raise our collective consciousness even one step back is one too many.”—Wokeness Beyond Activism, an essay by Jamil F. Khan.
A brief treatise of action, a shifting gaze—Let Us, a poem by Pedro Vorster.
“There is an obsession with sunset and sunrise that I am not immune to as a visual artist. And it is something more than the parading colours.”—Night Watch, photographs by Hallie Haller.
In Pedro Vorster’s poem, art is made from the the horrors of history.
“Mid-air, two motions, two forms of time—spinning, but standing still.”—Cape Town Tourist, a poem by Michael Kelleher.
“In the days after, Maman put word out that we were looking for a new house girl. A God-fearing house girl…”— House Girl by Bongani Kona.
A caution to the bearer of rumours—a Khoekhoegowab poem by Verushcka Garises.