“My heart has turned black bitumen out of the sadness, but I know it will never burn out. I will never have cinders of you.” — Tsholofelo Lehaha Copy Share Image
“I always questioned myself if we were ever like birds in our hearts. Were feelings ever set back home at the end of the day? I grew up to learn that we do have homes inside of us. It is… — Tsholofelo Lehaha Copy Share Image
“My heart has turned black bitumen out of the sadness, but I know it will never burn out. I will never have cinders of… — Tsholofelo Lehaha Copy Share Image
“I taught myself that a South African woman does not carry her baby with a kitenge. That I stay in a township, that there… — Tsholofelo Lehaha Copy Share Image
“For every day under the sun, he slowly began to live life like he felt the branches in his heart with its flowers blooming… — Tsholofelo Lehaha Copy Share Image
“I always questioned myself if we were ever like birds in our hearts. Were feelings ever set back home at the end of the… — Tsholofelo Lehaha Copy Share Image
“All my internal women and children wanted to create greatness. They held my spiritual bones wherever I was, all that time.” — Tsholofelo Lehaha Copy Share Image
