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hope

Missing Her~By Mutshidzi

The 20 y/o girl I used to be.

If I could find you now, where would you be? In the sterile, chilled air of the oncology ward, listening to the steady drip-drip-drip of the poison that is also your salvation? Or are you in a university library, your head swimming…

My Mother’s Caregiver ~By Jasana Uandia

I became my mother’s caregiver when I was just four years old.

My mother was from Opuwo, in the Kunene region of Namibia. When I was four, she became very ill. In our area, people strongly believed in witchcraft. They thought her sickness was caused by something supernatural, something that…

I wish I had Said Nothing~By Mutshidzi

It’s past midnight.
I’m on the edge of my bed.
The only sounds…
my pounding heart
and my grandmother’s
ancient clock.
Tick-tock. Tick-tock.
It’s almost deafening.

Maybe I should sleep.
But what if I don’t wake up?
I can’t close my eyes.
My mind is just dancing to fear.
I’ve given myself a racing heart
just by thinking.

I wish I’d said nothing
when…

My Dearest Scars~ By Mutshidzi

My Dearest Scars

You were an uninvited guest,
but you made a home in my skin.
A silent story of a battle that found me.

First, you were nothing but pain:
the surgeon’s cut, the chemo’s fever,
a landscape of loss drawn on my body.

But now?
You’re the measure of
How I refused to disappear.

Every mark is…

From Adversity To Triumph~ By Grace Banda

My name is Grace Banda, and I’m thrilled to share my story with you. Growing up, I faced numerous challenges that tested my resolve and character. However, with God’s grace, I’m here today to share my journey of resilience, faith, and triumph.

One of the most significant challenges I faced…

A Voice Through Words~ By Anathi

“There comes a time in life, A time of death, grief and weeping, And the clock does not stop ticking, For life goes on”

My name is Anathi Kom. I am 22 years old. I am from Butterworth in the Eastern Cape province. I recently graduated from the University of…