"Who would remember them once they'd gone?"
“Living your life according to what everyone else might think of you is to cede control of who you are. It is to outsource your identity to a bunch of strangers who do not know you.”
“Though we longed not to be lonely, we also feared the pain it would take us to be brought out of our lonely states. And after that fear, could we be guaranteed that we would never be returned to a state of loneliness again? We could not.”
"It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single woman of childbearing age must be in want of a husband"
The first Zimbabwean fiction I've read - and definitely not the last as a result of it.
A business and fashion book that unpacks the success story that is the Jimmy Choo brand.
“At the time, age eighteen, having been brought up in a hair-trigger society where the ground rules were – if no physically violent touch was being laid upon you, and no outright verbal insults were being levelled at you, and no taunting looks in the vicinity either, then nothing was happening, so how could you be under attack from something that wasn’t there? At eighteen I had no proper understanding of the ways that constituted encroachment.”
“Be a person with knowledge, not just opinions.”
Poetry on love, abuse, healing, sex, shame, and the stolen history of the queer community.
“Guess that's where the tears came from, knowing that there's so much in this great big world that you don't have a single ounce of control over."