Sometimes it’s really hard to start something. Especially when you’ve failed so many times, that you’re slowly dying for that one win. You beat yourself up time and time again, doing your best. And when that isn’t good enough, you give more than you can. Then one day your body reminds you of how much … More MANIFEST.
EPISODE 10 Inside the mirror, my mother’s face looks back at me. She smiles like she does in her pictures, which is the only place I know her from. Photo albums filled with memories and stories told to me by everyone else who was lucky enough to have known her, before she was taken from … More IT WILL ALL WORK OUT.
EPISODE 9 The wind whistles in the distance, calling me out of a deep sleep. I can hear even the tallest trees fighting back, trying to keep their balance. Not a single bird has chirped this morning. The weather is as grey as I am feeling blue. I wake up to an empty house. Godfrey … More IT WILL ALL WORK OUT.
EPISODE 8 I return home from my impromptu visit to Doctor Ngobeni, shocked beyond belief. I’ve been scrambling through my mind trying to figure out who would be so cruel, as to intentionally give me an abortion pill or something like that. Doctor Ngobeni and I went through a series of theories, and maybe I … More IT WILL ALL WORK OUT.
Episode 7 I wake up early the next morning to prepare Godfrey’s work lunch, and treat myself to a cup of tea. I am so going to miss coffee. I don’t even know how I’m surviving without it already. “Hey preggies!” Free walks into the kitchen, showering me with a million kisses. “Good morning daddy … More IT WILL ALL WORK OUT.
EPISODE 5 “Mel? Mel baby wake up, you’re having a bad dream.” A chilling scream escapes my lips before I’m jolted back to life. Tears voluntarily find their way out of the brim of my eyelids, and Godfrey catches each one with a single hand. “Hey, come here.” He holds me so tight; I remember … More IT WILL ALL WORK OUT.
I’ve folded and unfolded all my dirty laundry one too may times. Constantly reminding myself of all my mistakes. So if you want to hurl insults and rocks at me. Please do your best. For this is all I ever do. I know how to bring me down best. Even with accolades to my name, … More Becoming unbecoming.
They’ve warned me about men like you. The kind of man who takes a well-balanced woman, Promise her the entire world. Only to throw her off balance. Men that walk with grace Who appear to have honor. But rot, lies beneath their crisp white skin. Oh, and when they smile, be very wary. Deceit is … More YOU BELONG TO THE WORLD.
Have you ever been woken up by something compelling, relentless. Like a force that won’t give up until you’re finally sitting by the window, looking up at the night sky with a laptop on your lap. I don’t think every one of us experiences something so magical, so fueled with passion that even you cannot … More DEAD OF NIGHT.
They call us the girls who grew up too fast, who asked for it with their little short skirts. Or enjoyed the attention they received from boys a little too much. The little girls left alone at night surrounded by monsters, wearing familiar and unfamiliar faces.We aren’t the girls that needed protecting,We are the girls … More RUMOURS
A SHAMEFUL THING 