A Midsummer Night’s Dream (or Jessica “Moon-Face” Hansen & a Lump of Clay)

I went to a party once. I knew Jess. From circles and such. We have some history. Port Elizabeth is like that. But on this particular evening, almost touching the stars, there she sat atop in a tree, legs dangling like a little woodland creature, like something straight out of A Midsummer Night’s Dream. (Note […]

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The Art of Quilting (or, I Have Hope)

So today, we remember those who would not be voiceless… Those agents of change… Those who took centre stage against one of the fiercest of regimes. I salute you and your brave deeds leave me humbled. We have not come as far as I’d hoped by now. But there is room for growth each day […]

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