Black Looks
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Maseru Man
Posted: October 26, 2009, 3:21 am by Rethabile
I’ll be your life when spring arrives. And I’ll want to touch your black face again, see your arms hoist work onto the belt like a behemoth tossing things to outer space. Our thoughts will meet in the middle, melt. We shall drift to Kingsway where men smell soap and honey, and mothers sell fruit, a spring in our heel and [...]
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Fish cakes
Alas a fish cake.
Yet more fish cakes
Guess what ... yeah ... fish cakes.
The end of the fish cakes