Author: Thomasina Ndlovu

The girl finally got a break from the demanding. Cold world. Of adulting and what better way to unwind than with a good movie. Based on a true story. So much for a merry everything and a happy always. Well. We’re here now. I don’t know if I can call it a movie review if… Continue reading

Dear Enoch I’ve been thinking about you a lot. I wonder what your first thought every morning was. Coffee or His mercies that are new every morning. I wonder how He appeared to you. In a wind. Or. In an earthquake. Or. In a fire. Or in a gentle whisper. I wonder if you ever… Continue reading

Hi hunnay Moments leading up to this moment. Have passed by swiftly. Fleeting. Some have been unending. Demanding to be felt. Fully. Demanding to be embraced. Warmly. Demanding to be lived. Truly. Some. I wished to escape. Some. I wished to live in. Again and again. And again. Moments all leading to this moment. Where… Continue reading

Have mercy on me, O God, according to your unfailing love; according to your great compassion blot out my transgressions. Wash away all my iniquity and cleanse me from my sin. For I know my transgressions, and my sin is always before me. Against you, you only, have I sinned and done what is evil in your sight; so… Continue reading

I hope someone sees this mess and does something about it. What are the authorities doing about these homeless people? I am focusing on my growth right now. Self love you know. I am so young. I already had plans for this money, I cannot use it for this cause. This can wait a little… Continue reading

Today I decided to borrow a page from Lady Whistledown’s story. Imagine living in an era of ball gowns, high tea parties, arranged marriages, riding carriages, where chivalry is not dead. Oh how simple life would be. I can almost imagine myself dipping the longest feather of a swan in an inkwell. Sipping on my… Continue reading

We do not want to be chief cupbearer. The one who tells Pharaoh about the Hebrew in the dungeon. Who can interpret dreams. We all want to be Joseph. We do not want to be the servant going to look toward the sea for a cloud. Even as small as a man’s hand. Seven times.… Continue reading

Sana lwami If you are reading these words, oh how much you have grown mntanami. I am tearing up just thinking about it. I wrote this to you in case the Lord calls me home early and you are not able to run to me for guidance. Or a hug. I wrote this to you… Continue reading

Hi king. Hi queen. Have you, like Sarah ever thought there is no way I will ever feel a gentle flutter as a baby kicks in my belly. As bones form in my womb. As cells multiply. Specialise. Form a little button nose. Hands and toes. Have you, like Moses ever thought there is no… Continue reading

I watch her look in my direction and nod. I want to pretend like I didn’t see her. I look up. The old ceiling fan is now heating the room up instead of cooling it. How convenient and dusty I think to myself. I look around. I am met by blank stares. Curious stares. Death… Continue reading