Once upon a time, there lived a man who was tired of being alone and wanted to get married. But every time he asked a girl to marry him, she would say no. He eventually became so lonely that he fashioned a very beautiful and unique girl out of clay for himself. After she magically came to life, the two loved each other very much and were inseparable. Unfortunately, in another village far away, there was another man who had heard about this unique and beautiful girl and decided he wanted her for himself. One day, when the girl's husband had left his house, the other man came to the house and told the girl that he wanted to take her to his wealthy village to marry her. He boasted that he was a very rich man with mansions and cars, and that she would never suffer in her whole life. Although the girl refused, the man persisted until she went with him. When the husband returned home, he learned that his wife had been taken away by another wealthy man and asked the hawk to go and bring...

                            GUEST WRITER  CHIKUMBUTSO BILLY THAWALE Chikumbutso is a Malawian young writer who writes poems, short stories and novels. He is currently a University student at Chancellor College in Zomba, Malawi.  I tried, I cried, but no one was there To hear me out, to wipe away my tears Hope was lost, I screamed through the night A lonely, desperate plea, with no one in sight It felt like a nightmare, a dark cloud that shrouded me My parents, my friends, weren't there to set me free Their absence stabbed at my patience, slowly draining my hope I tried to fight back, but couldn't cope My eyes were blackmailed, my future unclear Nothing about me seemed to matter, no one was near But then I remembered, the Son of the Almighty God Didn't leave me alone, when I was struggling to carry on Even when I felt like water, flowing away My hand was held tightly, by a love that wouldn't stray It wasn't s...

                                                                                                         My perfect scented flower, A flower for all seasons, Resplendent in red hues, Every dawn gracing it with a kiss. It's mobile, always by my side, Protected from daylight robbers, No hand can handle it with such caution, Droplets of water ensure its bloom. With true love, I shower my flower, Its picture forever in black and white, Death absent from its dictionary, These hands and mind under...

POEM BY MATILDA PHIRI An African Woman So adorable in the eyes Appetizing like dark chocolate Full of treasure and wisdom Mother of all and true queen Find this beautiful African woman.   A picture of a modern African lady from Malawi