Have you ever conversed with the stars? They tell the oldest stories, never lost in translation, about all they have seen between each wink. Have you ever slept on the ground and listened to the earth? it would tell you that the...
Read MorePosted by Makewana | Apr 12, 2017 | Short story |
He used to be her man. She dusts her house again. It doesn’t really need dusting, not after the thorough cleaning she has given it, but you never know. There might be dust lurking somewhere. He used to carry her with such ease,...
Read MorePosted by Makewana | Apr 12, 2017 | Everyday narratives |
A chief tells the story of her relationship with the University of Malawi’s Chancellor College. She remembers the sugarcane, vast across the land. She also remembers the milk, abundant and free of charge. Those are the memories...
Read MoreI love To love the rain Spattering on my roof As I’m sheltered in layers And layers Of blankets I love to love the rain. And yet…. He sits outside, Clothed in threads That were once a jersey, So many rains ago. He sits, guarding...
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