Category Archives: Georgina Kamsika

Yesterday, a stray dog had wandered through the aisle – everyone smiled. When I followed on its heels, people frowned and turned away. A little boy made a retching noise before his mother shook him to be quiet. Today, the … Continue reading →

Under harsh nightclub lights, a stranger points at my arm. “What does that mean?” Beneath my fingertips lie delicate embossed shapes, personal hieroglyphs. A swirl of black, looping over my coffee-coloured skin. Gentle curves sliding over and under each other. … Continue reading →