Elijah MotsosiWintertime, a poemwintertime reminds me of the loneliness i grew from and bodies that taught me to hold onto them enough to get coiled up in their memories…Aug 5, 2020Aug 5, 2020
Elijah Motsosibeholdi am told that a mirror gives an image of whatʼs in front of it as how light is a source of illumination i reflect on the abandonment of…Jun 24, 2020Jun 24, 2020
Elijah MotsosiPridepride, to me, is a conscious choice to be aware of your own worth. the deliberation one has in their solitude opens them to a world of…Jun 1, 2020Jun 1, 2020
Elijah MotsosiDear February [Part Two]“We are aware that you are a young adult now, but you still live in our house. So you will obey our rules and respect us. Just because you…May 30, 2020May 30, 2020
Elijah MotsosiDear February [Part One]Dear February, is the name of Jayʼs diary, birthed from the very beginning of a romance that breathed a meaning of love and a recognition…May 30, 2020May 30, 2020
Elijah MotsosiAt the crack of dawn of a new summer where the South African human race chants in glorious…In his solo flight he endures the unforeseen plight of engaging with the strange world of technology where his imagination ran wild with…Jan 22, 2020Jan 22, 2020
Elijah MotsosiHOPE (Part III)It would be inevitable that the bridges would start burning the minute Oratile came to Thatoʼs place unannounced in the name of a surprise…Jul 12, 2019Jul 12, 2019
Elijah MotsosiHOPE (Part II)Temptations brew as the days become brighter and the hormones fight to engage in physiological activity. Winter is known for its deposit of…Jul 6, 2019Jul 6, 2019
Elijah MotsosiHOPEWhen Thato decided to tear the plastic and clean the smeared blood on him, he started experiencing a life he had feared would come into…Jul 2, 2019Jul 2, 2019