Disturbing are those dreams…

By |September 10th, 2007|

… that render me unfaithful to you while I sleep.

I swear
he looked like You.

in the folds of his eyes […]

testosterone soap opera

By |September 8th, 2007|

It was that of every great narrative, there-in the dichotomies of human experience; good and evil, light and dark, adversity and triumph.

capsule mthatha (a really little pill)

By |June 22nd, 2007|

Mthatha smells like: damp wood. tastes like: sweet veld grass. sounds like: unhurried deliberation. feels like: the place you would go, to listen to the wind.


By |June 16th, 2007|

For Unknown 16/06/76
(after a visit to the Hector Pieterson Memorial in Soweto, June 16, 2005)

a frozen face
on a white wall.

open mouth
rigid arms

your eyes
are the […]

song 1 from the latter days

By |June 11th, 2007|

I want

to go to


with you.

Those singular moments of plural possibility…

By |May 20th, 2007|

…sometimes visit upon us when we’re at our most unreceptive.

We shall refer to him as Significant-Geek or sg33k for brevity. This is what I […]


By |April 6th, 2007|


in time,



this time from Ougadougou

By |March 29th, 2007|

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One morning in Rietvallei

By |March 9th, 2007|

and the colours will not be still...

song 2 from the early days

By |March 5th, 2007|

we could do this
for hours.

if they ask,
you’ll say,
“we got lost in each other”

misplaced a systole
grappling with maps,

left behind
the inclination of breath
charting the path.

capsule roadtrip (mafikeng)

By |February 20th, 2007|

There’s something about a 300km stretch of tar.

Something about the road that pulls at you to start pulling together.

And that’s what […]

sam plays his spade and his maltesers

By |January 9th, 2007|

She walked into the room like spring came early. The kind of broad that makes men weak in the wallet. This gumshoe saw trouble. […]

Just for you Aadi

By |January 2nd, 2007|

Even skeletons need to be dusted off from their cupboard shelves and taken out for a walk sometimes.

And the company along the way is […]

new years 2007

By |January 2nd, 2007|

end to begin
begin to end


these things we clutch
as the crutch.

we’d be braver to let go.