Biography

Experience is my muse; be it good, bad or woman.

Samples

As I take in the fumes of this cigarette under the cover of my hand I see a furnace, come sit next to me Smoke rose with ROS weaving into my thoughts, wishing you could see the fire in my eyes The water flows under my toes like floating stepping stones into a shallow stream, come stand next to me The infinite drums of the heavens beat and bust, burst with every flash in the sky, stand by my side and listen with me You tell me about you, but I cannot conceptualize how I feel about you I tell you about me, but I wish you could read the thoughts beyond my speech I want to be beside as much as I want to be ... you Haha, I think I'm taking this too seriously With every splash of rain I wish a step was created, the staircase to the pearling gates I cannot begin to imagine the lessons buried 6ft with those I love "Katleho, what if..." Says Katleho, not the mirror, my sister - fuck how poetic is that shit the steps I'm on are made of condoms never used, teachings I chose no to heed, the second woman to give her heart to me and a blatantly said "eh ma" to a concerning "u di tsware hantle abhuti" But my path is not laced with regret, not even of telling you what I am a coward to tell my parents. Nothing lasts forever and if our interactions have come to an end, it was a pleasure knowing you beyond acquaintance

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Blog entries by Katleho Morajane

Untitled 05/17 (21/05/2017)

lOVE (28/06/2016)

amalga(in)me (28/06/2016)

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