L-R: Mudiwa Mundawarara (Zimbabwe), Rasta Rasivhenge (South Africa), Precious Pazani (Zimbabwe)

The Whistleblowers: African rugby referees on what makes them tick

Officiating any sporting contest is often a thankless task; even moreso when faced with the limited finances and support that characterise many sporting disciplines across the African continent...
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Don’t Tell Me Ubuntu Nonsense In An Africa With No Respect...

A few years ago I walked into an internet café at the corner of Harare’s Samora Machel Avenue and Julius Nyerere Way. The place...

Experiences: Telling Folk Tales In Mauritania

I had done a little bit of homework before embarking on the next chapter of my adventures. I had learnt that Mauritania is a mix...

Don Gumbo, the King of Cool

Don Gumbo was every bit the bass player stereotype: the cool, mysterious one in the band. The one always with the shades, with that...

My Mother Was Dead

My mother lay on her back on her kitchen floor. Her eyes were closed. Her mouth was almost open, as if she had been...

Cashless Society

(written on 1 August 2006, upon the slashing of six zeroes from Zimbabwe’s bearer cheque currency) Smoking halos of zeroes Ascend from the torched pile of...

Tea Break

Staring out the window as people popple and froth over the paved streets, She begins to create a vortex in her creamy coffee, Her arm whirling...

Collapse

Something unhinges, loosens, falls, rattling across the floor of my mind; a rusting screw scuttling like an echo in a hallway tingling, ringing metal cold against nerves that try to hold together what is no longer Whole.

A Walking Tour of Oxford

For the entire six years of my high school education, I thought I wanted to be an architect. I have always been fascinated by buildings,...

Editorial: Life Irritates Art

I like to consider myself a creative person. On any given day, I could be writing, playing music or taking photographs. Freedom is a rare...
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Christian Fanaticism in the Age of the Wristband

As the Bible tells it, Jesus and his disciples went up to a village in Samaria to preach. Jesus sent messengers ahead of him,...

The Skirt

It was a Saturday in April, 2010. I put on an old skirt. White with pink flowers and silver sequins on the border. When I...
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