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My Name Is Magdalyne, And This Is My Story

Mama feared the river for what it took; I loved it for what it carried away.

The river knows my name. It has whispered it since I was a child, its voice curling through the reeds, dancing over the rocks, and sinking into the depths where secrets sleep. The current…

There’s a World Elsewhere

It seemed like it the other noon,
Heat’d by the sun,
Slapp’d by the winds.
The ocean,
A few flirts.

From suns to heatwaves,
Waves to winds,
Winds to evolution of creations,
Nothing against time can make a difference.

Pluck’d, out of place,
The conceited, boring acquaintances
As the sides of a two-day rose flower,
Growth and death,
All in none.

How do…

Midnight Thought – By Dativa Mugashe

Many believe knowledge is power, but it might be according to someone’s situation. When studying, knowledge becomes a sense of fulfilment; it brings hope and enlightenment in relationships and pursues dreams regarding careers, while it might be scary when applied to understanding self-identity and personality. As I learn and…

Drugs – A Poem By Shalom

Dragging yourself down streets and corridors,
Lost, without direction, or purpose to explore.
Paying tribute to what could’ve been,
Dropping like flies, as addiction’s chains are seen.

Our youth, in denial, reject the thought of quitting,
Craving the next fix, their senses continually splitting.
Coke, Mandrax, Marijuana – a deadly, vicious cycle,
Leaving minds shattered, and…

A Daughter’s Silent Pain: Growing Up in the Shadows of Cultural Expectations

I was 12 when my world crumbled. It happened suddenly, without warning, like a storm that had been gathering silently in the distance. My father married a second wife, and my mother, his partner of so many years, found out about it the same way I did—when my father…

Meet Daniella Mwamva, the founder of The Mwinda Sisterhood Sharing

Meet Daniella Mwanva Remy, a refugee woman empowering others through skills and
knowledge to meet their basic needs.

“In 2014, at just 14 years old, I fled the Democratic Republic of Congo with my family due to
insecurity and sought refuge in Uganda. Adjusting to life in Nakivale was tough. Coming from…

YES, I AM A WOMAN By Itohan Ekle

Yes, I am a woman,
But I am also human.

Yes, I am a woman,
But I possess a free mind.

I am a true one,
With stories of perseverance,
That has stretched across generations.

I might be a woman,
But I won’t be society’s crude,
To refine and sell however they deem fit.

I won’t accept the sexist…

Do You see her? _A poem By Itohan Ekle

“Do you see her?”
“Who?”
“Her,” she says, pointing to the window.
“I don’t see anyone or hear any voices. Are you okay?”
She is standing right there.
“There is no one there.”
“Are you freaking blind? She is right there!”

She could feel the little girl’s uneasiness with the woman having company.
The girl liked being…