My art and poetry were recently published at Ubwali Literary Magazine in the Oct 24th Zambian Independence Day, 5th issue. It’s worth a deep read or at least a browse through—a high quality Zambian literary magazine. There’s poetry, fiction, essays, and visual art—a platform for Zambian authors and artists like no other in the past. … Continue reading Where Are You From?
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Ubwali Literary Magazine
I’m honoured to have three of my poems: “Grape Seeds”, “Shed the Load”, and “The Lost Battle” published in this, 60th Zambian Independence celebration, 3rd issue of Ubwali.
Tick Tock, I Stare
Wire cars, hair a mess; I rush my steps— now breathless. Tick tock, I stare; dark rings deepen my hollow glare, Mr. mischief shades in haste, lines into my face. Times of Zambia, plastic Shoprite bags crushed, tied string— blue and pink, plastic sacks of mealie meal, crumpled globes, they roll to fame from Z … Continue reading Tick Tock, I Stare
Unseen Veins
I’m excited to see how well Unseen Veins, my poetry and art pamphlet, has been received. Identity, belonging, and connection, are themes that I struggled with and have explored since I was a young student at the International School of Zambia, and since then moved around the world multiple times. After becoming a mother, bringing … Continue reading Unseen Veins
Unseen Veins – Short list – Aryamati Competition for Poetry
“A publisher with a conscience.” That’s the tagline that Fly on the Wall Press, a small, independent publisher out of Manchester goes by. I’ve enjoyed multiple poetry pamphlets they’ve published including “Warriors” by Sundra Lawrence, “History of Forgetfulness” by Shahe Mankerian, and “Aftereffects” by Jiye Lee. After the summer holidays I was reminded of the … Continue reading Unseen Veins – Short list – Aryamati Competition for Poetry
At Tesco, Ullapool (The Scottish Highlands)
This August we resumed our yearly weeklong summer holiday in the Scottish highlands. It’s a place one might consider as being “in the middle of nowhere,” that is of course if you are not from there. If however, you are from there, it’s quite likely the center of the world. We fall into the category … Continue reading At Tesco, Ullapool (The Scottish Highlands)
To My Zambian Friends
It is a self imposed exile I live I magically hide And protect myself From feelings of deep love, Of memories gone by, How do I say goodbye To this land and its people That I know and love deeply: The white toothy smiles The majestic trees Lining endless skies, The powerful energy in the … Continue reading To My Zambian Friends
For Just Being There
In July last year, Maher bought me an iPhone for our anniversary. My frist ever Smartphone. Of course, I didn't even open it for a few months. Now I'm hooked. And then my brother introduced me to WhatsApp while complaining about how people don't just pick up the phone and call for a few minutes. … Continue reading For Just Being There
“Let’s Go Rahul”
David Livingstone Lodge, Livingstone Leila wore her "bag" on the way out of the hotel room. Rahul held her hand and they walked to breakfast. Together.
Natasha Devalia 