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strength in weakness…

Posted on May 7, 2013 by

I read this poem in at some stage during my miserable high school career and it struck a chord then. The stroke and resulting journey have brought me to my knees to teach the lesson of humility countless times. And? … Continue reading →

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taking back…

Posted on December 9, 2011 by

With the daddy demon laid to rest, it remains only to look back and let go. My emotional struggle with my father has led me through hades and beyond, in (and out) of way too many awful romances, chasing the … Continue reading →

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dealing with daddy…

Posted on December 8, 2011 by

Penning this post has given me a few weeks worth of writer’s bloody block. Yup, I know exactly what that means: somebody’s got beef with the paternal problem. Not that this spikey little issue is new: I’ve been in therapy … Continue reading →

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certain inalienable truths…

Posted on October 4, 2011 by

In between an awesome weekend with the girls, a little crazy car trouble and the mounting dread of court tomorrow, I’ve been somewhat remiss about writing. Which doesn’t mean I’m not thinking about it because I am – I think … Continue reading →

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for those too gentle…

Posted on August 17, 2011 by

I stumbled across a quote on Twitter which resonated deep in my scarlet core. From the anthology, There Are Men Too Gentle to Live Among Wolves by James Kavanaugh it reads: “I am one of the searchers. There are, I … Continue reading →

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the ghost of NAF past…

Posted on June 22, 2011 by

Momma Nguni  (Moo-Moo-licious) arrives today which means writing time dwindles dramatically over the next few days. Today’s post is in celebration of the National Arts Festival (NAF said), coming to a Grahamstown near you. I won’t be there this year, … Continue reading →

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brief lives…

Posted on June 13, 2011 by

Ain’t life strange? It’s course can forever change in an instant: an insignificant thought; careless glance; poor decision; missed shot; a single percentage point. Destiny swings in the balance and sadly, sometimes, that’s all it takes to tip. Everything changes… Not … Continue reading →

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taking flight…

Posted on June 5, 2011 by

It happens (suddenly sometimes): you see ‘the light’, experience the truth and find yourself spreading you wings. You’re free! It’s been happening over the course of this week: Monday I went an intuitive healer, things started to shift. I saw Ouroboros on … Continue reading →

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I like to burn sh*t…

Posted on May 27, 2011 by

My grandmother died last year at ninety-nine and half – she would have been a hundred this Wednesday had she lived. She was an amazingly gentle woman with dignified blue eyes like forget-me-knots, who wrote letters, baked heavenly lemon meringue pie … Continue reading →

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bleeding lines…

Posted on May 9, 2011 by

Isn’t it strange how little omens from the past resurface, pointing to how badly f**ked up you already knew things were? I stumbled upon this poem I wrote in January on the back of an especially vicious night, a month before … Continue reading →

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