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Mamolefe Oct 2022
I often find myself chasing gold these days.

Whether it is burning my fingers raw as I dig under sand
or by starring zealously at the sun.

Yellow and Orange have turned into my favourite colours of joy and pain. It’s tones hiding secrets I wish to understand behind my own skin.

They are forcing me to fast through bananas and naartjies; discipline myself with lemons and butternut.
Kristin Kepner Aug 2015
I wanna touch the earth
I wanna breack it in my hands

I wanna pillow of blue bonnets
And a blanket made of stars

I wanna walk not run
I wanna skip and not fall

I wanna look at the horizon
And not see a building standing tall

I wanna be the only one
for miles and miles

— The End —