We drive; a generation, a movement, beating a heart. On the Road, Dean Moriarty, I am on the road, a road trip through Lesotho. … in no time at all we were back on the main highway and that night I saw the entire state of Nebraska unroll before my eyes  … an arrow road, sleeping towns, no traffic and the union pacific streamliner falling behind us in the moonlight … unreal with dream like rapidity as we roared ahead and talked … it was time for us to move on…. we are a seeking generation, we want god to show us his face. (continue reading…)

Mail and Guardian, 2009 -  Shaun de Waal 

End by Barbara Adair (Jacana) (continue reading…)

The Sunday Independent, January 2008

The young woman sits in the red dust, her legs are bounded by brass bangles, (continue reading…)

COFFEE IS FUN

Yigaceffe – an aroma of the fruity apricot, as the word curls around your tongue you taste the smell, (continue reading…)