featured poem: Always a Suspect by Oswald Mtshali | Poetry Potion
I get up in the morning and dress up like a gentleman – A white shirt a tie and a suit. I walk into the street to be met by a man who tells me to ‘produce’. I show him the document of my existence to be scrutinized and given the nod. Then I … Continue reading "featured poem: Always a Suspect by Oswald Mtshali"
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