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To Words, My Most Earnest Companion

February 27, 2016 by Sinawo Bukani

Allowing me to have beautiful conversations with myself first ❤

Posted in #29LettersOfGratitude, The Memoirist, We Are Stories | Tagged #29LettersOfGratitude, Sinawo Bukani, We Are Strories, Words, Writer | 17 Comments

To Mr. J.K With Love

February 27, 2016 by Sinawo Bukani

Thank you for extending your duties beyond the classroom ❤

Posted in #29LettersOfGratitude, The Memoirist, We Are Stories | Tagged #29LettersOfGratitude, Department of Education, East London High School, East London Secondary School, English Festival, English Teachers, Grade Ten, Grahamstown, John van der Ruit, Justin Kennedy, Kelly Clarkson, Shades, Sinawo Bukani, Spud, Walter Sisulu University, We Are Strories | 7 Comments

Short Story – To My First Happy Ending

February 27, 2016 by Sinawo Bukani

Her mind was racing on a thousand lanes in words she couldn’t express ❤

Posted in #29LettersOfGratitude, The Memoirist, We Are Stories | Tagged #29LettersOfGratitude, Bleeding Heart, Daily Posts, Happy Endings, Induna Magazine, Short Story, Sinawo Bukani, We Are Strories, Writing Every Day | 10 Comments

Short Story – To Our Mvuyisi

February 27, 2016 by Sinawo Bukani

‘Amanya I shouldn’t be coming to bury you my friend.’ ❤

Posted in #29LettersOfGratitude, The Memoirist, We Are Stories | Tagged #29LettersOfGratitude, Grief, Love, Mvuyisi Mditshwa, Sinawo Bukani, Siphosenkosi Mkiwane, To Our Mvuyisi..., We Are Strories | 14 Comments

To Love That Keeps Finding Me In All My Hopeless Places

February 19, 2016 by Sinawo Bukani

I’m that loved & intimately known by God ❤

Posted in #29LettersOfGratitude, The Memoirist, We Are Stories | Tagged #29LettersOfGratitude, Chronic Depression, Deliverance, God The Father, Grace of God, Healing, Jesus Christ, Sinawo Bukani, To Love that Keeps Finding Me in All My Hopeless Places..., We Are Strories | 17 Comments

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Sinawo Bukani

Your Memories Should Be My Memories

Your Memories Should Be My Memories

This is a post about the relentless pursuit of closure when a relationship ends. The process is not linear or static. It can have many faces and this one time it begs to find out if ‘my memories are your memories’

How To Be Strangers Again

How To Be Strangers Again

This is a blog post about how I navigated one of the worst heartbreak around this time last year. I’m always in awe of how just how much the human spirit is able to endure.

Inheritance Of Things Absent Fathers Leave Behind

Inheritance Of Things Absent Fathers Leave Behind

I still carry with me all these things my father left behind. And unlike him, I can’t abandon any of them.

The Nine Lives Of This Body That Houses Me

The Nine Lives Of This Body That Houses Me

Once more I am alive and I am healing.

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