PinnedPurpleWhen I left Bulawayo five years ago, it was at the height of the jacaranda season; with the purple flowers carpeting every avenue of the…Nov 3, 20201Nov 3, 20201
Genève: The View From Inside a Golden CageThere is a haunted kind of beauty in his face as he looks at me, the silence between us stretching far into the bounds of awkwardness.Oct 12, 2023Oct 12, 2023
Published inAn Idea (by Ingenious Piece)New York City: A Hymn to CapitalismReflections of a former Parisian in the Big AppleMay 27, 2023May 27, 2023
The Boy Who Was Never EnoughIt would haunt your nightmares for years to come. The boys and girls surrounding you, refusing to let you break through the circle they had…Sep 7, 2022Sep 7, 2022
South Africa Through The Looking Glass: A Fairy-Tale Gone WrongWatching the recent looting that erupted in South Africa last week, I remembered an experience I wrote about almost ten years ago…Jul 21, 2021Jul 21, 2021
The Morning Star Has SetHe replied, “I saw Satan fall like lightning from heaven.” Luke 10:18.Mar 28, 2021Mar 28, 2021
Published inAn Idea (by Ingenious Piece)Thinking of YouA tale of love and loss, of bittersweet memories, joy and the indescribable pain of first love.Nov 27, 2020Nov 27, 2020
Published inAn Idea (by Ingenious Piece)Go Our Dove, Those ahead Shall Pluck YouOn the occassion of the death of one of the architects of a genocide, I share a Ndebele proverb turned poem on justice, or the lack of it.Jul 29, 2020Jul 29, 2020
EdenThere is a garden. And in the garden there is a tree. A tree as tall as can be. That reaches to the brink of heaven,Jan 23, 2020Jan 23, 2020
Green Pastures: Reflections from the DiasporaWhat you did when you left was less of leaving than it was of running.Oct 23, 20192Oct 23, 20192