Te amo
A poem that expresses deep, unalloyed and resounding love, from a lover to the beloved.
The Creatives Behind The Work
Was born and raised in the City of Cape Town. He is an aspiring performance-maker and multidisciplinary artist who expresses his creativity through poetry, acting and dancing. First introduced to drama by Assitej SA in his primary school years, he has fallen in love with the craft since. Blooming his dance career at a later time than the norm, Freddy has competed in both regional competitions as well as on a national scale and received a noteworthy number of medals. He has appeared in RIky Rick’s Sidlukotini music video, been a backup dancer for singer Rowlene Bosman and performed at the Artscape and Magnet Theatre, among others. He is currently pursuing a BA Theatre and Performance degree, specialising in Theatre-making, at the University of Cape Town.
“Every day it gets a little easier… But you gotta do it every day — that's the hard part. But it does get easier.”
A poem that expresses deep, unalloyed and resounding love, from a lover to the beloved.
Let it be known- the ride ahead is bumpy.
The short story is mainly a dialogue between two men who were in a long-term clandestine relationship.
'Boiling Point' is a poem from a devised performance, conceptualized and directed by Melisa Peter called, "Pins and Needles". Unfortunately
This piece is a collective of random thoughts throughout 2020, how life has been during the worldwide Covid-19 pandemic.
Written by: Freddy Nyezi I closed my eyes and saw my hand shoot into the air, Grasping and grabbing at the oxygen atoms. My fingers fell...
A Description about Christmas in the Cape
A short poem about dreams, disappointment and emotions.
Scribbles is a short poem about navigating and piecing together all the thoughts in my head.
I found myself thinking about money a lot this year. Sometimes these thoughts manage to spoil my mood for the rest of the day.
A religious poem about the choices we make in life and where it could lead us after.
“I heard you call me a nerd”
'Tis the season the artist comes to play, get creative and show them the way.
Uuka continues to illustrate the tragic evening of his life; he recalls gleeful and optimistic events that played out prior the atrocity.
After a barbaric and hellish night, with a dead lover aside him, Uuka, grief-stricken, pens down what happened.
The tired reminiscing of the truth feared to be told of a love that was one sided and used for temporary happiness.
In our silenced minds we have secrets running wild. Some secrets are meant to be share, while others are meant to be buried there.
Written by Andrea Kelly Miles Proofread by Lance Reed Lawrence The mind of a writer: An artistic note gifted to the the eye of the...