A Tale of [Revolutionary] Motherhood: A Feminist Critique on (Post-)Apartheid Epistemology

  “Living life as Black women requires wisdom [,] because knowledge about the dynamics of intersecting oppression has been essential…”—Patricia Hill Collins, Black Feminist Thought (257) The oppressive intimacy of apartheid to Blacks is as close as the roof is to the to the walls of a house, sometimes just as clenched fists of an…Read more »

Tributes in Paradise

It is said that we speak and see the dead when we are close to our death. We can touch them without anyone seeing. We can hear and feel them without anyone noticing. The educated ones call this hallucination. The traditional ones call this a deep connection with the dead. But it is a paradise before the uncertainty of the afterlife.

Because She Was Born a Battlefield…

Because when I was seven I saw my mother got beaten to a pulp and left with bruised eyes and a shattered house and confidence. Because my father did not carry the burden of raising sickly children and loitered about and I barely knew him. Because her happiness he thought he could buy with plastics…Read more »


When you are married, that is the only time you can sleep next to your enemy and wake up alive the next morning. As a young, black, township born and bred, Christian and culturally stifled Africa man – getting married is not my personal choice, it is a decision my parents have already taken for…Read more »