October 2018 By Sarah Leck Spring – four years ago We had 2 picnic blankets spread under the few cherry blossom trees behind your apartment building. They held an assortment of chips and snacks, poker cards scattered from playing King’s Cup, our friends lolling around in laughter and easy conversation. We were all drunk on […]
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Faces of Japan
A Photo Series By Ilan parienté There are many ways of travelling a country. Either through sightseeing, enjoying a taste of the local food and alcohol down to the bustling streets, unique architecture or simply relaxing in nature. You have the choice to either bring along a loved one or friends or solely enjoy the mesmerising […]
Traveling with Art
A Travelogue By Sarah Leck NAOSHIMA Naoshima is a remote island in the Japan Seto Inland Sea, accessible only by ferry from Uno Port in Okayama or Takamatsu Port in Kagawa. It is one of the islands part of the Setouchi Triennale International Art Festival, a contemporary art festival next taking place in 2019. Tadao […]
Ka Hum Lay Nawo Na
A Poem By Nicholas Bruce A green and white bolt of pure energy streams down from nowhere, piercing the suffocating blackness that threatened to stay. There is now a shimmering quality to the room, and he has no idea where he is or what he was just doing. He sifts through the fog of amnesia, […]
Persian Poetry: Eyes Must Be Rinsed
A Column By Mehdi Bagheri Eyes Must Be Rinsed I don’t know why they call Horse, a noble being? Pigeon, a pretty bird? And why no vulture is In anyone’s birdcage? Why a clover Is inferior to a red tulip flower? Eyes must be rinsed Something else must be seen Words must […]
flower/girl
A Poem By Nkateko Masinga wallflower wildflower once a seed nobody would admit to planting now you have grown and they all want to claim you as theirs even the ones who brought fire when you needed watering are here to marvel at your beauty don’t they see that your roots are made from the strings […]
Editor’s Note: September 2018
September 2018 By Juwayriya Bemath For a while now, I’ve been asking myself where I fit in. The sense of belonging has always felt ephemeral if not altogether elusive. The constant brick-laying and demolition of identity and personality often does this to us — it leaves us wondering where our parts fit a little more […]
the hermit and his home
A Poem By Juwayriya Bemath where do i belong? within calcified echo behind this patterned guise do i really? where do i fit? inside the spiralling shell I’ve taken solitude winning out over lonesomeness do i really? what happens when i grow? far too large now i simply gather my bearings and find a new […]
Sunday morning radio
A Poem By Sithembiso Mdlalose It took me forever to write these words I’m still writing these words This poem is unfinished And I don’t know if it ever will Like how my adolescent black body longed For his presence Running barefooted With an unfinished sketch of him in my mind Nothing seemed permanent […]
Skwata camp
A Poem By Pelonomi Itumeleng home is a skwata camp my mother’s house hosts our demons. parallel paralysis, we look to our walls They know the secrets. my mother’s house a concentration camp, a safe space for all in need of holding their demons hostage. our brother’s feed off our mouths we are children of the […]