Fiction & Poetry

From the depths of the imagination.

Oil painting of a carafe, a glass, a wine bottle, butter and bread.

Three Is a Crowd

She queried if she had missed it in the way he had nonchalantly ordered vanilla ice cream despite her plea that chocolate pistachio was her favourite.

Rutendo Chichaya

Two arms forming a triangle against a black background.

Not Yours, Never Was. (FOR THE GIRL CHILD)

‘I buried your gaze / in the backyard with the other artefacts— / names you called me, / versions you preferred.’