"Carve waistbeads onto your belly, and at the hour of labour do handstands on the wall..." - Faswillah Nattabi🕸️

"We are coming for everything, and our mothers too." - Xabiso Vili🕸️

"Would witness of your anguish bring me peace? Would it be enough?" - Belita Andre🕸

"My blood so safe. Breathing my people. Knowing my power." - Myesha Jenkins🕸️

"They splash into the lake of blue fire to burn away the toxins. They slash into the haunting past to redeem self of old sins." - Modise Sekgothe 🕸️

"They are still wanderers though, just heavier with barely any blood and just fragments of what remains of their souls..." - Solly Ramatswi 🕸️

"Our hearts beat in motion sickness. A red rocking back and forth inside. We spend our time looking for another to match the shade and rhythm of our nausea." - Lyriq (Tumelo Mtimkhulu) 🕸️

"Like we are not whole unless we are wounded. Like we are not abstract unless we are missing." - Hope Netshivhambe🕸️

"I speak pain fluently." - Jonathan Lefenya🕸️

"Then from that reeking sewer of my life I might haul up a bucket of spring water." - Sappho🕸️