This Body by Lebo Disele
Poetry | In this poem, Lebo explores the concept of occupying space. […]
Poetry | In this poem, Lebo explores the concept of occupying space. […]
Poetry | Lebo’s poem makes us question the reasons we grieve. […]
The last memory I have of Cuba was from the back of a car, seeing my grandmother fade away. Had I known then what I know now, I would have held her a little tighter for a little longer. […]
I never intended to be a tree. Like so much in life, it just sort of happened. I suppose the first sign was the stiffness and pain in my joints, although at the time, I didn’t know what it meant. My knees and elbows tightened, so they were hard to bend and soon it became difficult to move around. […]
I had stood by the water’s edge before, wondering if the drop and the cold could take me. I felt a sickness, heavy in my throat, by the way my words had lain quiet behind closed tight teeth and lips. […]
Once, I had my own Year of Living Dangerously. It wasn’t like the film. What does ‘dangerous’ mean? I didn’t get up every morning thinking I might die, although I sometimes wished it. […]
In the late ’80s and early ’90s, the shows that featured Asians focused on showing the stereotypical, obedient, Chinese kid […]