Maybe you love your city.Maybe you don't.Either way there are things that make Cape Town unique.Like Table Mountain. The Cape Flats.Or Coloured-folk.and Ridiculous one-way streets.Hippies.Obz.Oh, and Helen ZilleIt's these little thi… more »
I signed up for another year in this purgatory called edgemead.One more year away from the city.One more year of traffic.One more year of death by boredom.The mountain looms, close enough from the window of my apartment, and I can almost touch it… more »
Like any creator driven piece of work, the product morphs with it's creator.In the search for an identity I discovered something significant.I dont know who I am.Strangely enough, it's not that scary.I was at my uncle's place yesterday, visit… more »
I look up at that mountain, in who's shadow we all must live. I know you.I know the unconscious sacrifice we pay to grace your flanks.you distract us from life,with your beauty,and presence,you make us forget,and you suck the time out of ou… more »
the heat was making me crazy fucking nuts. I became short and sarcastic with Simone. the smallest shit irritated me. I could break a face for the tiniest infraction. I was grumpy, and not in the mood for anything. We were sitting at a restaurant, Simone… more »