28 June 2018 Recently, I read a book for my English seminar, The Women of Brewster Place. In the first few pages the womxn (around which the book is centered) are described as follows ” They were hard-edged, soft centered, brutally demanding, and easily pleased.” It was a descriptor that left me reeling – like the
The Underrated Arabian Gang$ter
20 June 2018 I have been a longstanding fan of YoungstaCPT, and while he is severely underrated – it is no reflection of his talent. He has, in recent years, gained more acknowledgement in the South African entertainment industry but suffice to say it isn’t nearly enough. I say this given the fact that he
on FAKA – SIYAKAKA FEMINISM & oh… Versace
19 June 2018 24 hours ago I ran into the lounge and began rambling to my parents, top speed , about FAKA ( The Queer icons we’ve all been in need of) having not only attended the Versace Menswear Spring/ Summer 2019 show front seat – but watching the show, listening to their music. Music
Lamb or Lion?
2 June 2018 I took pen to paper for this. I took pen to paper to try process this profound irony and the irony is this – You decided to fuck with a writer and then had the audacity to ask me to hold my tongue. “Bite your tongue.” I have bitten my tongue for
The glory of growing pains
3 March 2018- SANKOFA returns I have died unto myself. I have died unto myself. I have died unto myself. I have died unto myself. I have died unto myself- as we all have. I have, in recent months, quietly been moving through the burial of an old self. Mourning the passing of dreams and
The uncultured culture we all know
29 October 2017 – and SANKOFA sighed #metoo DISCLAIMER : THIS IS A TRIGGER WARNING TO ANYONE WHO MAY FIND DISCUSSIONS PERTAINING TO ANY FORM OF SEXUAL VIOLENCE TRIGGERING. THIS ARTICLE MAKES MENTION TO SEXUAL VIOLENCE. THIS IS A TRIGGER WARNING WITH REGARDS TO POTENTIALLY GRAPHIC MENTION TO THE AFOREMENTIONED. “Educate me”- the voice of patriarchy laughs,
A letter from your friend patirarchy
26 October 2017- That feminist SANKOFA To the part of my identity that other women whisper to me like a curse word – to the feminist that lives in me and you and Rupi and Koleka. An ode to her. To all you God-forsaken feminists, The art of being empty – Well… I have murdered a thousand
Swimming in a Drought
19 October 2017 -The olympic swimmer – SANKOFA Water. “You wouldn’t throw yourself head first into a coffin would you?” “No ma.” “Then don’t do so now” That was my mothers’ warning to me when the sea and I would meet in holy matrimony. She would berate me, lovingly for swimming too far in –
No one has fallen
Fees must fall has fallen?
Human Hurricanes Pt. 2
27 September 2017 – Shook SANKOFA You are no longer a hurricane wild and free- at least not to me. I am no longer in the eye of a storm and I now smile each time the wind blows, a light breeze on the rare occasions I clap eyes on you, the hair of my memory