Imprints on our skin, fresh in our blood: Straighten your hair, they slurred, as they staggered past. Straighten for you … More
Tag: emotion
Don’t blame her, don’t shame her
Girl, 20, raped in the early hours of Sunday morning. ‘What was she wearing? Was she showing too much skin. … More
Longing for the fruit of my ancestral garden
‘Go home. You’re not welcome here. Go home.’ Show me home, this place which you shriek and shout of, this … More
Big boys don’t cry
The margins between being a ‘man’ and being a ‘woman’ are blurred. Culturally, we’ve been force-fed the idea that women … More
