Growing up in a family of six individuals, which consisted of my grandmother, father, mother, uncle, sister, and myself, my life embarked on a challenging journey from the very beginning. I remember one fateful year, 1998 to be precise when I was just a Grade 1 learner, my innocence…
As I stand at this crossroads of custom and modernity, my heart is torn between wanting to respect traditional beliefs and wanting my child’s well-being to come first. My husband and I have had a difficult conversation about circumcision, which shows how hard it is to be a parent…
I feel like a cloud of sadness has fallen over me today. I feel like there’s a weight on my chest that makes it hard to breathe, and even the easiest jobs feel like climbing mountains. I’m not sure why I feel this way, but it seems like all…
One of the prevailing subjects of discussion today revolves around relationship breakups. There is an abundance of speeches, motivational talks, and counseling sessions regarding matters of the heart, which is undoubtedly beneficial. Many women express dissatisfaction with men, citing them as sources of conflicts, while men make similar complaints…
Debt has been a steady shadow over my early adult life, but it has finally cleared. After years of hard work and sacrifice, I’m standing tall and shining with happiness and pride because I’ve hit a long-awaited goal: the day I finished paying off my student loans. This moment,…
“Precious” is based on the Novel Push by Sapphire” is a powerful and moving film that tells the story of a young girl named Precious who is struggling to overcome a lifetime of abuse and neglect. Directed by Lee Daniels and released in 2009, the movie stars Gabourey Sidibe…
Poems by Precious K
Desire
The things I desire
They interrogate me day and night,
Till I plead guilty to not pursuing them.
Guilty!
The things l desire temper with my peace of mind like unsettled debt.
Affirmed
You are hope, a light in life.
An emblem of strong women with unbreakable spirits.
You are powerful, soulful, the heavens…
Poem by Tashinga Chiwomba
MY BELOVED
The elders of my time only told me that life was cold
They never went in-depth explaining it
Perhaps they thought I was observant enough to understand
But after all those years, I’m finally getting the hang of it
Let me explain it to you, my beloved
You will still…
