The Whispering Willow by Emma Brand

I wish to have a willow At the end of my garden Under which I’d share noon tea With those who make me laugh.   I wish to have a willow Whose delicate branches Hang their heads in shame To weep with when I am sad.   I wish to have a willow Peeking out …

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I Come From A Cold Floor by Emma Brand

I come from movement Choreographed to music, Creating flawless lines And extended limbs.   I come from a studio With a cold floor, Spacious high ceilings, And old metal barres.   I come from pointed toes And soaring leaps, From controlled turns And deep contractions.   I come from a group of dancers That have …

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“dear black girl” by Yvonne Makwara

dear black girl, when they ostracize you for the kinkiness of your mane, mock you for the thickness of your lips, caricature the voluptuousness of your stature, scorn you for the stretch marks that trail your physique, plagiarise and appropriate your culture, intoxicate your mind with lies about your mahogany skin, terrorise your bliss, colonise …

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PASSION PROJECT WINNER: “Whispers from my heart” By Ashlyn Klinkradt

Whispers from my heart (Dedicated to my brother David who always inspires me) The world says you are ugly I say you are handsome The world says you are strange I say you are unique The world says you won’t succeed I say you can still change the world The world says you are a …

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They turned to face each other by Holley Wilson

They turned to face each other when the land they had left slipped off the horizon. They faced each other and between them and all around them was not only a vast, vast sea filled with unimaginable dangers, but the life they had left too. That life, had become barely worth living as they starved …

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The Whistle by Michaela Budge

There it is again. The whistle. She spins around. The land is vacant except for the forest on her left. She ran across the field, trying to reach the noise. She’s almost there, when it sounds again. She stops stop short, meters from the sharp divider. Footsteps. The person is on the run. She follows …

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Incognito by Aiden Louw

When you live incognito your life becomes dependent on a hunch. You'll eat intuition for breakfast and sip on ice cold paranoia at lunch. Every truth you tell turns into the best lie. Nobody knows who you are because you never take off your mask. When you're incognito you'll get away with a lot but …

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A Father’s Tears by Bitota Mbaya

In the town of Maracow, peace once reigned before danger took over, criminals were everywhere, they robbed, killed and kidnapped. There lived a father and daughter who were extremely poor. The relationship between Mr. Albert and his daughter, became very strong after losing the rest of their family members. With no choice, Mr. Albert would …

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I’m, I’m pregnant. by Hannah McHendrie

She looked distraught. He knew something was wrong. "What is the matter?", said Tim. Elisa could not get the words out. "I'm, I'm pregnant." Tim's face dropped. He felt ill. He was flabbergasted that his 16-year-old girlfriend was with child, but even more upset, knowing that that child did not belong to him. He dropped …

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If only I… by Robyn Truter

Eight years old, he thought back to three days ago. His best friend, Tracy had just admitted that she'd stolen his chocolate. "I hate you!" He had shouted, swallowing his guilt. 'I'll apologise later,' he thought. Running, she hadn't seen the car... until it was too late. Through shouts and ambulances, he'd known that she …

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