Tag Archives: Phila Mbanjwa

2015 July 3: Where I died

  Bottles were always popped We club hoped all night I was always high High on weed Drunk in love Your love my weakness The night was always young and we were I spent my youth falling in love with … Continue reading

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2015 July 1: Accepting my calling

by Phila Mbanjwa This is my story about the remains of pride, which I had the opportunity to experience. My reality of sharing space with total strangers that I met in Johannesburg, during the Yithi Laba Intergenerational Dialogue conference. The event was … Continue reading

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2015 June 28: Beauties from Faces celebrating their Phases

Where:  Durban, South Africa Being a woman is more to it than being a pretty face or have gorgeous make up that covers blemishes and pimples but it is about mostly the amount of struggle, trials and tribulations that one … Continue reading

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