BECOMING RADICAL

I remember myself back in the day when I was dying to be liked. I would tame the raging feminist in me so I could get those crumbs guys throw at you to award you for bowing to oppressive thinking. I would talk about equality and they would immediately talk about the bad kind of... Continue Reading →

THINGS THAT MAKE ME HAPPY

After going through years of pretending to be happy I finally found a plethora of activities, things and beings that make me genuinely happy. So here goes my list: Blogging This is the most therapeutic thing ever. My content is messy because I write about anything and everything I feel like and it gives me... Continue Reading →

BIG FEARS SMALL WORLD

MY LIST OF FEARS THE DARK  Okay, we all know crazy things happen in the dark. You are minding your own business and getting cosy in that warm bed of yours when all of a sudden you see a diabolical figure floating mid air. You switch on the light after grabbing the bat you keep... Continue Reading →

THE ONE JOB I WOULD LOVE TO DO

Blank. I have never viewed myself as the working kind and I've only ever worked when it was necessary. I remember  back in school when everyone dreamt of being a lawyer, doctor, unicorn etc I had to try and figure out what demanded the least hours so I could be happy. Save to say I... Continue Reading →

HOW DO YOU HEAL?

Once upon a time you carried a burden and I was your only embrace. You forced yourself into my comfort and grabbed all you could. Your gluttony spared none of me. All you left was the shell Where there once was heat only the cool of contempt. But how do you heal swine? How does... Continue Reading →

THE FALL

So I arrived soaking wet and ten minutes late to this production after all sorts of spirits tried to ruin my plans. I worked 6/10 of the hours that I must just so I could make it and headed for the train station. I was ten minutes from Rondebosch where I needed to get off... Continue Reading →

SO YOU LIKED A BOY?

You liked a boy once. Only for as long as he was chasing. Your interest was fleeting as was his charm. You found him intriguing because he showed you the wonders you had been forbidden. He let you flip your skirt, kept you out after dark. Helped you mask the cigarettes on your breath. With... Continue Reading →

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