It all Started with Tea | by Dimakatso Sedite

It all started with tea.
Heaven knows it started with the tea!
That silent surge
in my cup..

With heaven in my hands,
I slid towards my peeling door,
towards bursting sunshine,
towards second chances.

I smelled the dawn and the dust,
the gutters and the dying dogs,
the donkeys and the brewing beer,
the skomfana, mfana,
in a place where dung was paint
where dung was polish,
and smelled like pot….

And so I cupped the heat
of my cup,
itching to write.

About the Author

Sedite is an emerging South African writer, poet and blogger who runs the blog

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