SHORT STORIES

LOVE ME ONE LAST TIME – END

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I hugged him with all my strength and he began to kiss me on my neck. I stepped back to look at him. He looked

A WALKING CORPSE – 5

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 The next two weeks were painful. We barely spoke to each other. We owned an apartment, a joint account and we had to settle things.

POETRY

Stranger in the Land of my Birth

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Tears on my cheeks Furrow on my brow It’s sad to see I am a stranger in the land of my birth Symphony of pain, sadness and sorrow A

ANECDOTES

President Eliwe; (Dictators – An Anecdotal Series). Episode 1

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President Eliwe stood on the presidency balcony and looked on as the gunmen stood ready to fire at the ‘traitor’ who dared to get up

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