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like a niqaabi all you see is my eyes follow your circuit i hijab my lust wrap it up so you wont be offended when i dream of you.

September 21st, 2006|Poetry|

Capsule Cape Town

The last time the Mother City welcomed me was December of '94. The family holiday, I was eleven years old. Took a walk on the mountain, and returned to find them spinning in hysterics. They thought I'd fallen over the [...]

September 14th, 2006|Blog|