Catch Kea (AOJ) on stage at the Soul Ties Poetry Night Akasia City Hall (Karenpark, Pretoria) 18h00-21h00 02|12|2015




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Joints, not the kind you roll, not that altered state of mind that you have to buy.

Take in that puff, inhale that emptiness and pass it to the next. A room clouded with smoke, does everybody think that shit’s dope? That the air is filled with lost hope.

When that one half can’t get high anymore, screams dissolve into sullen sighs and that ‘ I don’t care anymore’ comes out. You exhale that warm chronic into the world, but it’s still so damn cold. Tears run down your face at the memory of daddy’s ‘ I don’t care’ when he left , leaving mommy feeling like death.

These joint’s connect your world. You fill up with slow sex in bathrooms and can’t even look her in the eye when she tries to say ‘I love you’, you’d heard it all before. You knew that tomorrow she wouldn’t recall. You felt like you belong in these streets, you’d say ‘anywhere but home, please’.

Leave out the weeds, and start plantings seeds. We need more food for thought, because when the smoke clears out and everybody in the room still looks lost.

Written by Kea Mooka

Photo by Sameera Soorjee Photography



White Shoes.

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She had this sway to her step. She slept in crisp white linen that matched her shoes, sashayed in silk robes and let her nipples free to pierce through her sarong. Her penthouse filled with paint stains and dark shadows from the journeys travelled in hew white shoes.

Chasing a dream with hopes of one day being called a queen. She didn’t always know which side of the road, would lead to the pot of gold. Stepping forward towards her unknowing victim who would be trapped in her system.

Trapped by the bittersweet aftertaste of the devouring allure drenched in her aura. Her beauty more hypnotic than Medusa at her greatest.

Enter her world, queen of the universe in her four white walls. A scent of purple pedals she left behind.

Written by Michelle Mooka

Photo by Sameera Soorjee Photography

Study Time!

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“It’s the last lap, you have to do your best because those few hours in the exam room are the only chance you get. You have to do all that you can to get through the year. I go to Wits so,  exclusion is real and I want that degree. Exams can be stressful and draining,  but you have to do your best. Use your time wisely, you’ll only regret the time you wasted. Study hard and believe that you will do well.”  – Okuhle Gxekwa

Photo by Sameera Soorjee Photography

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