by Margaret Tshiamiso Seleke I hate limitations with passion. I remember one lady who went through my journey telling me that raining days will be like my bones are breaking. It’s been a year and a half but never has weather affected me. Oh yeah! Few days before Christmas I was revealing my tattoo. Little... Read More

By Margaret Tshiamiso Seleke Stitches made a stripe-like pattern on my back. I guess we shall live happily ever after. Because until my soul departs from my cover that has been tattooed then I will have it. It’s like a long road to freedom. My scar is lovely! It comes with wisdom. But when pedicle... Read More