zizipho bamJun 9, 20162 minIn honour of a very short bluntIt feels like ice cream melting in my tongue. “Twitter never sleeps”, he says Don’t say God’s name in vain. Don’t summon the sky if...
zizipho bamJun 1, 20161 minFor Women Who Are Difficult to Loveyou are a horse running alone and he tries to tame you compares you to an impossible highway to a burning house says you are blinding...
zizipho bamMay 26, 20161 minMissingI miss the yellow bird that sings outside my window in the summer. I miss bright red stoeps from my old house. My new house looks like...
zizipho bamMay 19, 20163 minDrawing Charles Bukowski’s face : A title that has nothing and everything to do with what II am holding a piece of charcoal in my hand. A blank page in front of me. Music at just the appropriate volume for inspiration. But the...