The Odes to Mambokadzi: Reviving the idea of common good as a form of personal and political resistance; a way of connecting us to our past, the present and fostering a sense of care and community with future people. While […]
The Odes to Mambokadzi
When the Debt Collectors call
When the debt collectors call I just feel I want to bawl Out: “Leave me the hell alone! Stop trying to get blood from a stone” When the debt collectors call I wish I could just crawl Into some […]
On leaving my job
Can’t explain this feeling Like fresh paint, cracked and peeling Not sure how to move Forward, what I have to prove A bit scared about tomorrow Will I have to beg, steal, borrow? Don’t want another job Don’t want some […]
I Am
I Am… I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian. I am the sex worker working the streets because nobody will hire a transgender woman. I am the […]
The Collective pain Body
These pieces and writing were creating while in a deep collective meditation. A realization of what we have been feeling into, The doubt, the Violence, the race for time, the Lack. We have been granted a gift of awareness , […]
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I am a woman A woman to be A woman to free A woman to break free I am a warrior A fighter, standing for a place to be brighter You will not shut me Even if you try hard […]
I’m weary of the ways of the world of work: Resistance of gender-bias and gender-based violence at work
I entered the world of work without really knowing it. We are programmed from a young age to work, contribute and be productive in society. I worked in varying dimensions from nursery school to university and here I am – […]
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I woke up today, brushed my teeth and sewed my heart onto my sleeve. You told me you liked it there best. I haven’t told you that it hurts when the wind and your callous words scratch at it because […]
Better Place
I can hear your whispers Your stares and glares As I shiver and quiver Does it satisfy your soul when you look down on me and make me feel like a hollow pit? Yes you spit, you bite and you […]
An altar for Black lives
The Black Lives Matter marches all around the world earlier this year have rebrought to the fore the need for action and justice for Black Lives. In its toolkit for healing justice & direct action, Black Lives Matter have suggested […]
Black women: An undiscovered Music Genre
The art of loving women is an undiscovered music genre. Whether on African drums, Acapella or, On a beat, Reggae with it’s soothing melodies and dub dub, Dancehall with it’s up beat that makes you want to wine and grind, […]
I AM
When trials start threatening to overwhelm I must remember I AM at the helm I AM the one who sets my course And whatever transpires, I AM the source I AM the one who determines my fate Whether to make […]
Like my cat
My kitten is becoming a cat Nothing I can do about that! So self-possessed, so grown – It’s like she’s coming into her own I wish I was more like that Had it all together, like my cat Really […]
Dans le tourbillion de la lutte pour la guérison
Je ne suis pas une psy Ne sois pas avec moi comme une sangsue Je ne suis pas une psy Bien que je l’aie longtemps cru Ma souffrance n’a pas été reconnue Ma blessure a été démentie J’ai cru pouvoir […]
A Zine Making Exercise
In 2019 Autonomy Collectives came together in Gaborone, Botswana to share with one another the experiences, lessons and challenges they have had in organising as LBQ women under the theme of Autonomy in their own countries. The main actors within […]
I sit with curling tongs
I sit with curling tongs Straightening out the kink that leads to my despair I find myself transported as a 16th century compere My finger clicks a search engine Feminists of sound enraged mind and tongue The communis rixatrix or […]
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