By Tshikororo Nyandano I see the gone, I see the future and it all turns into illusion. I get frustrated, confused. Was it a thought, a wish, or a dream? Is it a vision? The dead are my friends. I speak to them, they sing for me, we dance together even the times we don’tContinue reading “Ghost whisper”
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Life (On chronicles of Time)
By Tshikororo Nyandano It’s always the beginning of a life that brings joy to a memory of two folks and everyone else in the family. It’s a baby girl, it’s a baby boy, oh how happy everyone is. You all celebrate and thank God for the time you’ve waited for to a moment you neverContinue reading “Life (On chronicles of Time)”
Morphy's Gallery 