Poetry & Prose

Three roses in pink and orange with a single sharp, spiked thorn standing out between them, framed in a pale oval

Poetry

A thorn among roses

Thorn among roses, Out of place, out of time, Silent, alone, I bloom.

Maverick Kabelo24 Jan 20231 min read

A silhouetted man sits on a sofa reading in a dim living room, lit only by light through a window blind

Poetry

Dear you

Darkness haunts you through the night,On cue to the idea that sad songs could be your lullaby.But fear remains vibrant in your eyes,Like torture in a blazing furnace.

Tinashe19 Jan 20231 min read

A smiling woman with closed eyes and a large natural afro, pink lilies in her hair, wears a white satin dress

Poetry

Dear Miss Sunshine

Dear miss sunshine, Shine Radiate as bright as you can be, For the world is yours to reach, To devour with your essence, And captivate our hearts with your presence,

Yarona Monthe3 Jan 20231 min read

Poetry

The six Ws of introversion

Why do I feel like an outcast, a misfit in this society?

Maverick Kabelo29 Dec 20221 min read

Two black-and-cream spiked mophane worms hang from a thin branch, with dry bushveld and fence posts blurred behind

Poetry

The Mophane worm’s lament

I am but a humble worm, Trapped in this endless form, Foraging through the mophane leaves, My days filled with endless feed.

Maverick Kabelo25 Dec 20221 min read

Poetry

The untitled story

Her shiny black hair flickers in the dark storm, Her beautiful pink lips, with a touch of black from the burns of a cigarette.

Larona Mosoboloko24 Dec 20222 min read

A crumpled ball of yellow lined paper with handwriting on it sits on a dark slate surface

Poetry

I am not selfish

Once, you were my everything My heart and soul, my everything But as the days turned into months I found myself feeling trapped and smothered

Maverick Kabelo23 Dec 20221 min read

A dark airport concourse with a curved ceiling and a lit blue sign reading Check-in B with an arrow

Poetry

Silent goodbye

A boy and lady, good friends they beHe told her all his innermost thoughts, so confidinglyShe comforted and advised, with a heart full of careBut one day, out of the blue, she was no longer there

Maverick Kabelo18 Dec 20221 min read

A lone figure walks a dusty path across parched, dry land under a blazing sun and heavy storm clouds

Poetry

The unforgiving

The sun beats down, relentless and fierceOn the parched earth of her land

Maverick Kabelo17 Dec 20221 min read

A young man in a black top and grey trousers sprints mid-stride past a cream wall in a concrete courtyard

Poetry

Once an athlete

Once a man of great skill and speed,On the field and in the pool,He ruled the game with power and grace,A true athlete and a master of his craft.

Maverick Kabelo14 Dec 20221 min read

A young man in a blue T-shirt crouches with his head bowed and one hand pressed to his head, in dim, shadowed light

Poetry

Unfulfilled

Desire burns within me, A fire that never dies, I try to quench it, But it only multiplies.

Maverick Kabelo13 Dec 20221 min read

A person in a hoodie sits slumped on a sofa with a cardboard box over their head, black and white

Poetry

Despite

In the quiet of his solitude, He finds not peace nor solace.

Maverick Kabelo12 Dec 20221 min read

Black and white portrait of a young woman in braids resting her head on the shoulder of a taller person in a white T-shirt

Poetry

Build a home in me

With a soul woven in vicuna and cashmereI am soft and solaced for youRest your heart on the trove of my loveDulcifying and alleviatingLet us lay reclined here awhileDebarring the dinAnd darting our…

Kgosietsile Kooagile9 Dec 20221 min read

Poetry

She bled

Glancing the bay through the window,Her quiet morning began.Already hating the day, hating the life.She started to chase the ghost happiness that resided inside her.Drowning her sorrows in a deep…

Larona Mosoboloko4 Dec 20221 min read

A young man in glasses and a pink shirt stands in a corridor holding a phone

Literary Arts

Austin Magaga: Starting Caves Academy on a high note

Affectionately dubbed “Professor Caves” by his students, Austin Magaga is the founder of Caves Academy, a fully registered and accredited training institution.

Raveena Ramnarain7 Nov 20221 min read

Poetry

How pink can you go

It’s pink October, A time to recognize the brave who have dealt with the unthinkable.

Ripfumelo Chavani24 Oct 20221 min read

Marcia Ramodike smiling in an orange off-the-shoulder dress with long braids and pearl earrings, against a dark wall

Literary Arts

Marcia Ramodike; succeeding in the business industry

“I always told myself that one day I will make it.”

Ripfumelo Chavani1 Oct 20224 min read

A smiling man in sunglasses and a blue jumper sits under a grey umbrella outdoors

Literary Arts

Dr. Bryan Keitsemang appointed Lecturer of Creative Writing at Caves Academy

We couldn’t be more pleased to partner with the celebrated writer Dr Bryan Keitsemang to launch our Creative Writing Program.

Raveena Ramnarain25 Aug 20221 min read

Dr Bryan Keitsemang smiling in a black T-shirt, jeans and glasses against a grey studio backdrop

Literary Arts

Bryan Keitsemang: The untamed storyteller

Dr.

Raveena Ramnarain20 Jul 20223 min read

Masked and unmasked audience members sit on white chairs at an outdoor event, one man standing by a laptop

Poetry

Ambition in place

A brain behind inventiveness, Young and intelligent, Destined for greatness… Anxiousness and sensitiveness his weakness, And creativity his greatest weapon…

Ripfumelo Chavani14 Jul 20222 min read

A worker in a hard hat and blue overalls crouches beside a drill press in a workshop, holding a metal bar

Poetry

Makoro to survive

He wakes up early to get the bag, To run towards the hissing bus as it reaches the bus stop,To run after it even when it leaves him behind, Until it reaches the next bus stop for other workers.

AVO3 Jul 20221 min read

Book Review

Tlhakantshuke is out now!

Copies of Dr.

AVO30 Jun 20221 min read

A man with patches of vitiligo on his face and arms, in a bucket hat and mustard T-shirt, holding a phone

Poetry

Wear your skin proud

Unusual brown, white and spotty “deformities,” Sketched on your body by the hands of nature, Creping quietly into your coat, and consuming the usual skin color… A discomfort that came with constant…

Ripfumelo Chavani25 Jun 20221 min read

A father lying on a bed lifts a laughing toddler in a mustard top into the air, in bright, soft light

Poetry

Dear pops, old man

He is a pillar of strength; The one we look to when everything is going sideways; We know that he has an armour up there… I would wake up from nightmares, screaming.

Yarona Monthe19 Jun 20221 min read

A person in glasses and a pinstriped blazer leans on a wooden stool, glancing sideways, black and white portrait

Poetry

Who am I?

I am the extension of rudeness, With a pinch of sweetness.

Yarona Monthe17 Jun 20221 min read

A woman in dungarees and a striped T-shirt laughs with arms raised in front of a rainbow flag

Poetry

Wrong ain’t our label

They say we all have rights…A rhythm mumbled daily.As if everyone earns the same respect…Yet, seeing the difference makes me wonder.And seek to know exactly what are human rights?Who deserves these…

Ripfumelo Chavani16 Jun 20222 min read

Geoffrey Mosarwa Jr smiling in a grey T-shirt and gold chain, taking a selfie indoors

Poetry

Mosarwa’s poetic quest

Geoffrey Mosarwa Jr is a wordsmith who speaks his truth and wears his heart on his sleeve.

Maverick Kabelo15 Jun 20225 min read

Literary Arts

The rise of Dr. Bryan Keitsemang

• Dr.

Raveena Ramnarain11 Jun 20222 min read

A painted mural of a screaming figure clutching its head with both hands, teal and brown on a pale wall

Poetry

Monstrous pain

I never saw it coming!

Ripfumelo Chavani30 May 20222 min read

A woman in a patterned headwrap cradles a baby wrapped in a soft blanket, black and white portrait against a dark background

Poetry

Mother’s Day

Hi mama, I know it’s late.

Palesa Morailane8 May 20221 min read

A woman in a black dress and pearl-trimmed cardigan sits with a coffee cup at an event, looking off to the side

Poetry

A true natured passion

Her profession… An excellent event prof.

Ripfumelo Chavani7 May 20222 min read

Poetry

Surviving 2021

We’ve gotten to a point where we learnt survival of the fittest even when we didn’t want to.We’ve fought ourselves; our demons cursed our reflections and still couldn’t find stability.In-fact…

Burnt Out Phoenix29 Apr 20221 min read

Close-up portrait of a woman in a cream head wrap and large hoop earrings, looking steadily at the camera

Poetry

You think you know her

I overheard your chats with your buddies.Whispering one-sided truths about her character.You uttered with confidence…For you were certain of every element that made her.

Ripfumelo Chavani26 Apr 20221 min read

Poetry

I said I was busy

I said I was busy…Yet my truth was considered a lie.For I was not spotted physically operative

Ripfumelo Chavani22 Apr 20221 min read

Black and white portrait of a woman with an afro looking at the camera through long palm leaves

Short Story

Ahana

Ahana’s brother banged on the door with a fist before turning to face Jenni, Ahana’s roommate, who was on the verge on wetting her pants.

Baone Peace Moalosi8 Feb 202214 min read

Poetry

Pain

I live deep within the deep blood of lonely children and sad souls.

Larona Mosoboloko22 Jan 20221 min read

A young woman with long locs and round glasses reads a book called Thoughts, leaning against a white wall

Book Review

Using words to encompass history

Lebogang Botlhoko is a published author aged nineteen.

Burnt Out Phoenix15 Jan 20224 min read

Short Story

We were never here

By Wednesdays at most, she’d feel tired of being human.

Baone Peace Moalosi10 Jan 202212 min read

Poetry

The rhythm of my grief

Listen to the tone of my grief,A discomfort that started when existence turns into a misery…When days and night were more of the same..When my ex started to cheat on me with a Paramour.

Ripfumelo Chavani7 Jan 20221 min read

A woman in a yellow ruffled jacket lowers her sunglasses and holds an ice cream cone against a weathered teal wall

Poetry

Phenomenal self

I don’t have a sexy physique to die for,I’m not full- figured.But I’m cute in my ways,When I try to portray my glamour they don’t see it.When I try to notify them, they speculate I’m telling the…

Ripfumelo Chavani5 Jan 20221 min read

Poetry

A heart of gold

My heart,What a tenderness filled within you,Your every beat is fulfilling and admiring…Your liking knows no prejudice..All you observe seems elegant and uniqueYou have passed this compassion to my…

Ripfumelo Chavani2 Jan 20221 min read

Hands pull a blank card from a brown envelope on a wooden desk beside an ink pot and dip pen

Poetry

Dear Life

I gave myself sufficient period to examine and understand you well.After all the times I was attempting to give up on you and get relieved from you because I couldn’t handle your nature.But I have…

Ripfumelo Chavani9 Oct 20211 min read

Black and white close-up of two people holding hands across a wooden table

Poetry

What is love?

I wish I can tell, but you are asking the wrong person,I have been in love, yet I can’t clarify it…I know it sounds strange, but this is my truth…

Ripfumelo Chavani6 Oct 20211 min read

The number five made from a bicycle chain on a bright orange background

Poetry

Five on the dot.

I’m longing to live my dreams!I had the best moments of my existence,Encircled by people who only sees potential in me.They applauded, as I walk boldly on a red carpet,Bossing to sit on a throne,My…

Ripfumelo Chavani25 Sep 20211 min read

A lone figure in pink picks through a huge mountain of rubbish at a landfill

Poetry

Nobody is a waste

I notice you, All the duration… When you take things very distant, And label human beings nobodies.

Ripfumelo Chavani13 Sep 20212 min read

Black and white image of a woman with tape over her mouth, a finger raised to her lips in a hush

Poetry

Hunted souls

We thought only animals can be hunted down and killed…But things have changed drastically,Human flesh is on demand,don’t get me erroneous….Not all human flash, but recently women considered on the…

Ripfumelo Chavani11 Sep 20211 min read

Black and white close-up of a young woman with tears running down her cheeks, flowers in her hair

Poetry

Crying a river full

I’m crying a river full of my pilling tears,I’m still enduring the pain,Yet I don’t know I’ll endure it until when…I think, maybe it will passYet I also believe it can even be for a lifetime.

Ripfumelo Chavani8 Sep 20212 min read

A man in a cream shirt touches the arm of a woman in a grey turtleneck, who stands hands on hips looking away

Poetry

Meaningless sorry’s

Nicely, you said sorry,On your knees as if you wanted to submit,With a sham sadness on your skin.Like the usual,You performed similar actions…Hoping I’ll fall for it, like all these times.

Ripfumelo Chavani5 Sep 20211 min read

A woman in a pale blue hospital-style gown sits curled up on the floor, head resting on her arm, looking sad

Poetry

I’m here extremely concernedOverthinking roughly of what you are enduring,I wonder if I will ever have an opportunity to feel your deepest suffering,Because that is my longing to share your pains…But…

Ripfumelo Chavani26 Aug 20212 min read

A young man with curly hair cheering, both fists raised, against a bright yellow background

Poetry

The man who won the lottery

Have you ever lived your life waking up from a shack?Feeding on dry breadcrumbs every morning and even in the evening when you come back?Have you ever lived a life that gives you a reason to give up…

Refilwe J. Mokgatlenyane21 Aug 20212 min read

A woman and a man with eyes closed, foreheads touching, lit by a sliver of warm light against darkness

Poetry

Loving you ended me

I bought you flowers, and you sent them backGot you a necklace and said it doesn’t look good on your neckI bought you an impeccable dinner dress and you told me you hate the color blackTell me, how…

Refilwe J. Mokgatlenyane19 Aug 20212 min read

Bare footprints leading away across wet golden sand in warm evening light

Poetry

The lesson of life

Seasons come and passPeople come and goSo, from that, we must learn and grow

Refilwe J. Mokgatlenyane18 Aug 20211 min read

A hand holding a large bunch of white daisies against a pale wall

Poetry

I will show you

She said, “Give me a flower,And I’ll show you how to take care of it, so it doesn’t lose its color

Refilwe J. Mokgatlenyane17 Aug 20211 min read

A dark bedroom with rumpled bedding in front of a window whose blinds frame an orange sunset sky

Poetry

The dream she had last night

She is being chased by her own shadowLocked behind the bars of sinLocked behind the dark world she cannot seeA world without stars and the moon

Refilwe J. Mokgatlenyane16 Aug 20211 min read

A black and white scene: a blonde woman in long gloves aims a small revolver at a man with a cigar at a drinks table

Poetry

Unforeseen betrayal

I unfasten my life foyer,For you to access my frontier,Assuming our relationship was more than just friends…And I snatched it to the next phase.

Ripfumelo Chavani16 Aug 20211 min read

A man with a topknot in a black shirt rests his chin on his arm and looks away, lost in thought, by a white curtain

Poetry

What I earned from these scars

Throughout my childhood my mistakes have been labeled outFor every scar I got, represented every serious or even petty mistake I had madeRepresented every cup or plate I accidentally broke,And no…

Refilwe J. Mokgatlenyane15 Aug 20211 min read

A wrist wearing a black watch with a see-through dial, held over a bed of red leaves

Poetry

One more last dose

Left me in some indefinable lachrymose I should’ve known it would be much more hurting to stay in too close But before I let go, please allow me this one more last dose

Refilwe J. Mokgatlenyane14 Aug 20211 min read

A pair of open hands covered in blood against a black background

Poetry

She lives in me

Her voice is full of pain and rageIt’s like she’s been locked in a hard shield cageAnd she doesn’t wanna leave without imbedding a markI can feel her fists, aggressively hitting against my heart

Refilwe J. Mokgatlenyane13 Aug 20211 min read

A paper printed with the word time burning, its flame bright against a black background

Poetry

A matter of time

Time fliesIt runs like a river flowWe meet when the time was still tickingI put you under my skin just like a tickYou sucked my blood,And become full and fat from my flash

Ripfumelo Chavani12 Aug 20212 min read

A person sitting cross-legged in tall dry grass in a denim jacket, face wrapped in white cloth, one hand raised to the head

Poetry

Deception

Broken into pieces of sharp bladesHidden behind the scary dark shadesBuried in sadness with no lucid meaningA quintessence of grief, trying to seek healing

Refilwe J. Mokgatlenyane12 Aug 20211 min read

Poetry

Blue; my different shade of blue

My blue is dark, yours is light Your blue is day, mine is night Your blue is hope, mine is plight Your blue brings laughter, mine bring tears Your blue brings freedom, mine brings fears

Refilwe J. Mokgatlenyane11 Aug 20211 min read

A woman in sunglasses and a black crop top poses against a wall, her large shadow behind her wearing a crown

Poetry

The shadow

It’s black behind my backIt listens to me every time I talk aloneBut it’s neither made of flesh nor boneIt is my only companion

Refilwe J. Mokgatlenyane10 Aug 20211 min read

Poetry

She lives in a world

She lives in a world around peersA world where everyone is afraid to conquer their fearsShe lives in a world full of tearsA world where she cannot find herself

Refilwe J. Mokgatlenyane9 Aug 20211 min read

Poetry

This is a jeremiad of my hopelessly drowning emotions

From waking up at 6am for a morning jogDown the busy street downtown with my dogThe everyday hangouts and dinners after workFrom scribbling random messages into my diary every morning when I wake…

Refilwe J. Mokgatlenyane8 Aug 20211 min read

Poetry

The girl who killed my father

She criedBut one day her tears turned into fireFire that dropped to the ground and burnt the earth in ireShe cried and the more she criedWas the more the fire burnt along her skin down to her chin

Refilwe J. Mokgatlenyane7 Aug 20211 min read

Poetry

Depressed child

Sadness is my homieComes out to play only when I am soberHe wouldMake me feel worthless,Play mind games with meOnly to make me feel selfless;

Yarona Monthe6 Aug 20212 min read

Poetry

Our blackness to them appears like an inevitable crime

There was love but you chose to hateYou chose to betray God and discriminateYou chose to cast blood upon the black riversYou chose to imbed it in your mind, to stick it to your subconscious forever…

Refilwe J. Mokgatlenyane5 Aug 20211 min read

Poetry

Eyes are windows to the soul

They say eyes are windows to the soul But mine are as dark as coal Dark that no matter how careful you try to see through them, you won’t see the pain Like a tortoise my eyes are a protective shell…

Refilwe J. Mokgatlenyane4 Aug 20211 min read

Poetry

A mistaken hardship

They spread the mythsAnd announced my madnessFor they assumed they knew it all..They went further…And verify my passing time.

Ripfumelo Chavani3 Aug 20211 min read

Poetry

Broken pieces

When other kids used to brag about their happy familiesI stayed still in my shell like a tortoiseI always stayed quiet, that they would never hear my voiceI ran to the back of the house to wipe off…

Refilwe J. Mokgatlenyane3 Aug 20211 min read

Poetry

The note she left on the worktop

It was one summer night and the sky was raining its cold mistMy body was feeling light and lifeless like the watch that was wrapped around my wristThe house too was scared,signaling there’s nobody…

Refilwe J. Mokgatlenyane2 Aug 20213 min read

Poetry

I’m fine

I told my mom I’m fineBut she watches me every time she talks to me about you and I swallow back my tears

Refilwe J. Mokgatlenyane1 Aug 20211 min read

Poetry

I know, I remember (p.s. I still do)

I know how I felt the first time I saw youI know my heart skipped beats more than once or twice in a semi- secondI know I stammered the whole day because words kept running away from meEvery time you…

Refilwe J. Mokgatlenyane30 Jul 20213 min read

Poetry

She broke hearts but earned cuts

She was young and naïveGrowing without love drove her to look for it in the wildest of placesShe got lost between finding love that is worth the price and just lust for the beautiful facesAnd she met…

Refilwe J. Mokgatlenyane30 Jul 20211 min read

Poetry

Love

I thought, hesitated and went for itI drowned deep for itMade waves in settled landsLove..yes its loveThey fell in for me

AVO9 Jul 20211 min read

Poetry

Mourning

Sadness, bereavement or lamentation;The most terrible state of humanity survival,War between soul, mind and heart;Thorn in my skin, tumor in my brain;What should be done?

Ripfumelo Chavani6 Jul 20212 min read

A smiling woman with long auburn braids in a black lace top and playsuit, holding a handbag in a doorway

Literary Arts

MAMAs nominated: Best Author

BESIDES BEING GIFTED, LONELINESS INSPIRED ME TO WRITE

Ripfumelo Chavani1 Jul 20212 min read

Ozzil Gopolang, arms crossed, in a white coat and maroon tie against a dark backdrop, on a cover reading Author

Book Review

Against the odds

Another week another great local Author and this week we are getting wisdom from Ozzil Gopolang with his book titled ‘Against the odds‘.

Same Muzila25 Jun 20214 min read

Poetry

Apple of my eye

Can I tell you a secret?Please promise you’ll keep it.I’ve kept it deep within,But now I should preach it.There’s a girl whom I love,An angel from above.Although things may get tough,I’ll never get…

Ripfumelo Chavani23 Jun 20213 min read

Short Story

A shy, young woman bumps into her soulmate

Not all days of the week were good and exciting as one would think or perceive.

AVO27 May 20214 min read

Short Story

Her best friend’s death

My bestfriend was the truest thing to ever happen to me and for me.

AVO20 May 20217 min read

Baone Peace Moalosi in sunglasses and a lilac top, face tilted to the sun, on a cover reading Author

Literary Arts

Pain isn’t the worst thing

Baone Peace Moalosi is a 20 year old, Mochudi born writer/poet and author of Pain Isn’t The Worst Thing.

Same Muzila18 May 20212 min read

A woman in a navy pinstripe outfit sits cross-legged holding the book Tears on My Mother's Shoe

Literary Arts

Tears on my mother’s shoes

Ms Lame Pusetso is a writer, poet, master of ceremony, spoken word artist, motivational speaker, poetry adjudicator and owner of a publishing company.

Zanele15 May 20213 min read

Poetry

Dark way

We suffered along the long journeyThe road was grumpyWe strived and fought for whats bestBut the efforts ended effortlesslyPandemic made everyone uselessWhat you invest in fighting was useless

AVO11 Aug 20201 min read

Book cover of Midnight Thoughts by Renee Dipheko, a starry night sky in deep blue, standing upright against a pale background

Book Review

Renée Dipheko talks about her book, Midnight Thoughts

“I find the night sky very surreal.

Maverick Kabelo27 Jun 20203 min read

Miso Mphasha in an arty portrait, eyes closed, wearing a red headwrap and red flowing dress beneath tree branches

Literary Arts

Miso on her poetry breakthrough experience

Miso Mphasha is a 19-year-old Motswana poetess currently pursuing her studies as a Charted Accountant at Botswana Accountancy College.

Burnt Out Phoenix13 Jun 20205 min read

Poetry

When Karma gets angry

Time passes by and happiness seeps awayMy mind remains a vacant playground, allowing pain to come playEmotions come and go, day by dayAll I realise is I’ve intimidated Karma, and its my time to pay

Refilwe J. Mokgatlenyane23 May 20201 min read

Poetry

Snakes in suits

Your face displays a smile,But your teeth are sharp than even a knife.There is a devils loud cry behind your giggles.They won’t notice if they don’t study you cause you are tricky just like…

AVO18 May 20201 min read

Poetry

My storms

I like the little calm moments before the storm…The genuine I Love You’s.The him sweeping me off my feet moments where I feel like all existence has stopped because the only thing that seem to be of…

Burnt Out Phoenix17 May 20201 min read

Poetry & Prose

Nothing from you

Nkuku, teach me

The heartbroken poem

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A thorn among roses

Dear you

Dear Miss Sunshine

The six Ws of introversion

The Mophane worm’s lament

The untitled story

I am not selfish

Silent goodbye

The unforgiving

Once an athlete

Unfulfilled

Despite

Build a home in me

She bled

Austin Magaga: Starting Caves Academy on a high note

How pink can you go

Marcia Ramodike; succeeding in the business industry

Dr. Bryan Keitsemang appointed Lecturer of Creative Writing at Caves Academy

Bryan Keitsemang: The untamed storyteller

Ambition in place

Makoro to survive

Tlhakantshuke is out now!

Wear your skin proud

Dear pops, old man

Who am I?

Wrong ain’t our label

Mosarwa’s poetic quest

The rise of Dr. Bryan Keitsemang

Monstrous pain

Mother’s Day

A true natured passion

Surviving 2021

You think you know her

I said I was busy

Ahana

Pain

Using words to encompass history

We were never here

The rhythm of my grief

Phenomenal self

A heart of gold

Dear Life

What is love?

Five on the dot.

Nobody is a waste

Hunted souls

Crying a river full

Meaningless sorry’s

Foreseeing your return

The man who won the lottery

Loving you ended me

The lesson of life

I will show you

The dream she had last night

Unforeseen betrayal

What I earned from these scars

One more last dose

She lives in me

A matter of time

Deception

Blue; my different shade of blue

The shadow

She lives in a world

This is a jeremiad of my hopelessly drowning emotions

The girl who killed my father

Depressed child

Our blackness to them appears like an inevitable crime

Eyes are windows to the soul

A mistaken hardship

Broken pieces

The note she left on the worktop

I’m fine

I know, I remember (p.s. I still do)

She broke hearts but earned cuts