women are free

women are free from all the abuse and suffering from man, sixteen dayz of activizm shows that women have the right to be protected from the abuse because women from the olden dayz did nt have a say or get the opputunity to get help, as it is said that watinita umufazi watinta ibokodo; i also think that more men should b taugth about no violence to women and children and that abuse can decrease from most families, and it should not only be 16dayz of activism only in December but everyday because weman need to be protected. lets work together aga

women are free

women are free from all the abuse and suffering from man, sixteen dayz of activizm shows that women have the right to be protected from the abuse because women from the olden dayz did nt have a say or get the opputunity to get help, as it is said that watinita umufazi watinta ibokodo; i also think that more men should b taugth about no violence to women and children and that abuse can decrease from most families, and it should not only be 16dayz of activism only in December but everyday because weman need to be protected. lets work together aga

GIRLSNET CAMP

BEST CAMP EVER,I WENT THERE HOLDING ON IN THE PAST BUT WITH ADVISES AND TALKS WE HAD AS GIRLS HELPED ME A LOT BECAUSE NOW AM ABLE TO MOVE ON WITH MY LIFE.THEY'VE TAUGHT ME THINGS THAT NEVER KNEW LIKE TO MAKE A VIDEO ON INTERNET AND MAKE IT LIKE THOSE WE SEE ON TELEVISION;IN EVERYTHING I LEARNED THAT THERES A SOLUTION IN EVERY PROBLEM ESPECIALLY ISSUES THAT AFFECTS US GIRLS...ISSUES LIKE TEENAGE PREGNANCY,RAPE AND LOSS OF IDENTITY.IN SHORT THE CAMP WAS EDUCATIVE AND IT HELPS US GIRLS A LOT. THANKS

What the Dead Say by Phillippa Yaa De Villiers

Cities stand

like ravished women

called Maputo, Accra, Mombasa;

on a beach

of bleached memory,

they are torn, shattered, only half-decent,

with that lewd, innocent look around the eyes

that girls get when they’ve been used too soon:

they know how to please and how to get

what they need. They watch sailors come

and go. The waves blow the mind

back to the first sharp pain as

hard men forced themselves into the house of dreams

and they bled history

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Into Insanity

I will never sleep again
the memory of my kind
tossed in the veld
haunts my every day and night
Woman girls on the way to a party
I cannot speak of what was done to them

panties stuff their mouths
open thighs slick with blood and semen
hands tied with barbed wire
eyes bulging in horror

The neighbors came to gawk at their sprawled nakedness
A woman covered their corpses with her blankets
In the sun for six hours before the police came

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Into Insanity

I will never sleep again
the memory of my kind
tossed in the veld
haunts my every day and night
Woman girls on the way to a party
I cannot speak of what was done to them

panties stuff their mouths
open thighs slick with blood and semen
hands tied with barbed wire
eyes bulging in horror

The neighbors came to gawk at their sprawled nakedness
A woman covered their corpses with her blankets
In the sun for six hours before the police came

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Autobiography by Myesha Jenkins

It was too early
Blood, blood, everywhere
mother hemorrhaging, the priest gave her last rites
sorry father, no hope for baby
Nineteen forty-eight
I was born a rebel at birth
I never had a good relationship with my mother.

I grew, played rough, was smart, had friends
sprouted hair, grew tits and started bleeding
By eight I knew my body was
fearful, shameful, dangerous
That year my brother got married
I was raised like an only child.

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Wannabes by Myesha Jenkins

For Nelito, Didi, Thembinkhosi and Walter

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Girlfriend by Myesha Jenkins

I love my girlfriends
they lift me up

Its good to have
someone
who cares
enough
to always
listen

The job
that man
this body

Sharing
Remembering
Dreaming

I love my girlfriends

2 June 1995
By Myesha Jenkins

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Green Shirt by Myesha Jenkins

Yesterday
I thought of you
coming through the door
to my openness.
But you did not come.
He did
Today
in the green shirt
my mind saw
you wearing.
And we shared what we had wanted
right there
in the office
in the afternoon
with all our clothes on
electric and unstoppable
I had to ask him how
When you come
will you wear
a green shirt?

By Myesha Jenkins

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