In a fog of dread, I'm cast awayTo drift unnoticed through the bayOf timid flame, and fight forgotI clutch the mast of “I cannot”But deep inside, the embers burnWith trial and error, I slowly learnA thousand thoughts, a journey longTo build a furnace oh so strongThen my spark, I'll re-igniteOut shall pour my blinding lightAblaze inside, I'll be that manWho stands up tall and says, "I can."

Billy sat on the front step of his house with Flip, his cat, minding his own business when Elmira Kane ran up to him. She pointed her finger, still sticky from sucking taffy. “I know your secret, Billy Collins!” she declared. Billy gulped. Her chunky grin exposing the blackness between her missing teeth, she announced, “You're in love with the teacher!” His ears burned red beneath his baseball cap. “I knew it!” Elmira ski...

Straddling in a secluded room. Scrolling through social media sites, I caught glimpses of my mates sharing pictures together with captions "My roomie"," My constant". I attempted to be social, I am implicated with many clubs and groups. I talk with people, pay them to heed but my opinion and presence are alienated! Am I not alone?  

“Look!” Cradled in outstretched toddler hand, a treasure. “What is’t?” I surmised immediately the origin and purpose of this newest wonder, I am, however, intrigued as to the deductive powers of my darling Cecily, so remain silent. “Maybe it’s a…” nose to discovery, intricate details examined close, “a…from a robot, like somthun’ that makes him move, a big,” arms held out wide to approximate imagination’s size, “robot and...

Carousel spinning round and round Painted horses guard the killing ground Houdini’s ghost lends a helping hand Save your prayers for Superman Charcoal skies and hornet’s nests Soldiers dressed in their Sunday best Behind them plays a marching band Welcome to Cloud Cuckoo Land   Mirrors reflect a blood red sea The lion tamer sips his tea Ribbon dancers comes undone Burning under an electric sun Organ grinder plays a funera...

25th of January – Season 2 When Bru Constantin got off his motorcycle and took off his helmet, he was surprised to find people staring. While he was surprised considering what Tendai Mathemba had told him had happened (or rather what hadn't happened) when he arrived here, he wasn't all that shocked by the looks, particularly from the women in the crowd. Bru was a handsome man, even being described by some people as a gorg...

I am tryingbut three days in a carmake my progress seem very farThankfully the seahas come to my rescue again.Salt air, endless ocean views are friendsPatience you continue to showmile after mile day after dayEventually helping me find my wayI question again and againWhy am I so different, so bentMaybe that's why you were sentWhen others around me laughand enjoy good timesMy brain chemistry makes me hideYet you are always...

Worn down,Worn out,Day after day,Until unspilled tearsBurnWith the doubt. “Respect” is just a word,Not understoodNor valued.The more given,The more painWhen not received. Quit!Then what?Places, faces change;Poison lingers.FailureIs just as painful. Dig deeper, persevere;Determine, again.No one saidHuman RevolutionWould be easy.No one else can do it. Inner transformation,Realigning,Day after day.Repay debts of gratitude,Un...

A questing thought occurred with a restless glimpse across the arcade at her face. In the background, the rat-a-tat-tatt bing-a-bing-a-bing of the games surrounded what was a rather sedate and deeply pure entrance into a meditative state. One of internalization and winsome, drifting dreams. Simply put her facade exhibited a world inside that seemed to somehow beckon. What might one do to enter it? That was the question th...

She spent most of the next day getting supplies that she needed for her house. She knew that she had at least two weeks at home because word of new Weres never came until after the full moon. Werewolves were able to change whenever they wanted, but during a full moon they had to and that is usually what allowed them to be seen by their neighbors or friends. Sometimes, however, it was a stranger unlucky enough to come acro...

Alone, forever alone, I shall now be,sailing lonesome across a stormy sea,until angry waves flood my boat,and all that's left are the words I wrote.

13th of December – Season 2  Growing up with a legendary racing father, Beatrix Honeycomb had learnt how to tell the difference between having skill and having talent. In fact, it was this ability that made her realize that no matter how much she knew about motorsport, she was not destined to be a driver like her father. Fortunately, she'd figured this out by the age of 18 so that by the time she went to varsity, she knew...

29th of November - Season 2 Captain Khumalo never really understood why they insisted on calling the monthly racing events "pay-per-views". To him, events of this calibre were called grands prix and nothing else, but he'd gone along with it. Currently, Ken Khumalo was sitting on a plane that was making its final descent into King Shaka International Airport. Captain Khumalo had only been in Durban three times in his life...

We shrieked. We brawled. We lamented. Our relationship which was meant to be a sacred sign of affection suddenly got reduced to abuse and combat. Somewhere it broke me apart. Getting respect, dignity and confidence seemed far away beyond my reach. He didn't hit me but his words went straight deep inside my glass built castle made of love and fondness and smashed it at all at once. I felt like an addicted woman who was tak...

Your face says it all, you are goingI plead like I'm sent to the nooseNo combination of begs I find workingTears gush through a wide-open sluiceJoy pours away, I am leakingDread fills the vacuum insideI see my love and my joy and my passionRetreat like the draw of the tides.Goodbye slips through my fingersHope flows away like a streamI am left grey, cold and emptyA skin devoid of a dream.