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February 28, 2020

The thing about being a woman
is that you will always be bombarded
with rows of fashion and beauty items
the marketers will want you to own,
you are spoiled for choice
and while that isn’t in any way a catastrophe,
you will soon realize that the outfits you choose
may...

February 24, 2020

I didn’t always enjoy motherhood as much as I do this way, under the sun. As I plant my smile somewhere in between my children’s cartwheeling shadows on the sunlit grass today, I am brought back to six years ago when motherhood first greeted me like a rush of huge wave...

February 18, 2020

Motherhood, as it turned out, isn’t as straightforward as looking into 
your eyes 
while bearing a sparkle in mine
while cradling you with a familiar lullaby
as I rest my cheeks against this warm headrest on the family’s old rocking chair.
No, it isn’t as straightforwa...

February 13, 2020

We are always pedalling our way into sunsets these days. And if we’re not, we are either chasing each other, or our dreams.

I love the way these little journeys remind us of our bigger journeys. Of how some moments leave us pedalling uphill in sweaty foreheads and sho...

February 9, 2020

There are days when I would run out of words to say
because poetry would have cartwheeled its way 
in between our sweaty palms 
as we rush down our favourite sunlit fields
in fits of laughter
hand in hand,
or in between your tangled curly hair I couldn’t braid in betwe...

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