Friday, 19 Apr 2013 | Views [520] | Comments [1] | Scholarship Entry
Her face remained soft and unbothered by the audible calamity of her assault. As she cuts the wood, I ask her what the sign on the wall says. With her eyes still like ponds in tawny enclaves, she cracks down the ax and says, "Bawo Ndiphe Amandla ... Read more >
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