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 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.
EPISODE 4 The animosity builds in our home, a slow ticking time bomb fueled by the friction between us. With Godfrey gone to work today, I start the day a little late. I don’t know if I’m just tired or if all this fighting is starting to weigh on me. But I finally manage to … More IT WILL ALL WORK OUT.
EPISODE 3 The song chasing pavements plays on the radio. Giving me a sense of nostalgia, as I go through the memories I never shared with my baby. Maybe I should just try again. Otherwise, our lost baby is just like a storm. Slowly approaching, growing into something that will inevitably destroy what Godfrey and … More IT WILL ALL WORK OUT.
EPISODE 1 He had honest looking eyes. Like he would never lie to you, even to protect you. His smile danced with the sun somehow, always bright, and warm. He was the kind of man you would do anything for, because he made it so easy. Vuyo loved me like no one ever has, and … 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.
A SHAMEFUL THING 