His Name Was Charlie

His name was Charlie. Although I didn’t personally know him, so I can’t tell you his favorite colour or his favorite food, the sound of his laugh or whether he was looking forward to starting school or not, there are some traits almost all boys along the river share so I can tell you with…

Toimba NeNgirozi

Toimba NeNgirozi – With the Angels (Shona) I dedicate these words to the grandparents I never knew. What I do know though, is that you are all together, with the Angels, and I hope you look down with pride. I also dedicate them to my parents who have struggled through loss, heartache and hardship but…