
Stop Killing Women
There has been a plethora of hashtags that took turns trending on various social media platforms – #ManAreTrash, #IamNext and so forth, with the intention to stop the madness and frightening numbers of women being killed […]
There has been a plethora of hashtags that took turns trending on various social media platforms – #ManAreTrash, #IamNext and so forth, with the intention to stop the madness and frightening numbers of women being killed […]
Limited participation in political and public life; gender based violence; lack of education; Female Genital Mutilation (FGM); poverty, lack of production and fulfilment of human rights, are some of the major challenges activists campaign, and […]
It is 2:00 am and I am wide awake. I put on my unkempt hair in a messy bun, switch on the lamp, take my writing book, and start scribbling. I can hear the grandfather’s clock ticking […]
You want to talk about modesty … all well and good. As far as I am concerned, we need more narratives around modesty. I am old-fashioned and also a Christian, so I am all for […]
Dear Baba Opembe, I have wanted for so long to write to you a letter. To tell you how my new home is not home without you. But is home anything so physical? I think […]
I love you. I love you because you are me. I love you because there will never be another you and you are amazing as you are. I love you, each part of you. As […]
Part 1, Part 2 It was exactly 7:00 pm and Zirwa laid still on the bedroom floor of her apartment. Mariam had insisted she stay with her, but her sister’s constant worrying was driving her […]
By Ariane Kamdoum So, recently I’ve been productively procrastinating on the internet (believe me it is possible to both procrastinate and be productive!) and, in my wanderings, I came across an article about a certain […]
Part 1 Zirwa felt fear engulf her. “Dapo… I thought I should… I thought it would be best…” Mariam couldn’t believe his boldness. “No!” she shouted, “How dear you?! You do this to my sister […]
Mariam sat in silence opposite her crying sister, watching the tears run down her cheeks. She no longer recognised her own flesh and blood. She wondered how long she had been keeping her predicament from […]
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