“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.

She was again bullied by one of her seniors. She came back to her room crying. She was delighted to be a part of that event but had never thought it could turn harsh on her. She started scolding herself and took all the flaws on her own. She felt suffocated and unconfident for her ineptitude to enunciate among everyone. The girl turned against herself and kept blaming herself for the way she was. Days passed but the spect...

A wang-wang-pede rose from 'neath the seaAnd sclobbered towards the beachOn seven and twenty tenticlawsWith a retching craw-craw screechHe flared his squinty nostrilsThen snapped his clack-clack beakHis tenticlaws grabbed man and childAnd he slapped his glob-glob cheeksSoldiers came with their woof-woof gunsFired shots to schlump him deadBut they should have shot his flub-flub gutNot his hardy thick-boned headBescreeching...

You are not good enough.  "Can you really do this? Or should I assign someone else for this work?" they asked. Once again, I started condemning myself for choosing this work. My mind got besieged with dark clouds of endless meaningless tho thoughts that gave a signal there was no way out. Insomnia hit me.  But a fraction of my heart that was still gloomed with conviction announced, "Even if it takes me a full day to compl...