Hoofstuk 10. Saf uit die Voorwêreld
November 21, 2020
STORIE TIEN UIT PLATPLEK SE MENSE Een middag sit ons weer daar in Marietjie se winkel en whiskey drink en kuier en die wind waai
STORIE TIEN UIT PLATPLEK SE MENSE Een middag sit ons weer daar in Marietjie se winkel en whiskey drink en kuier en die wind waai
The corridor was short and narrow with only one door on each side. The door on the left stood open, the one on the right
Fledermaus you’re in my houseFledermaus don’t bite my spouse You flop and flapYou scare my catYou know you’re just a flying rat The dog agreesYou’re
“I also know that we must go and work in the garden.” —Voltaire, Candide John’s anticipation turns dull and dutiful as he pulls up to the
They keep me sane, the voices in my head, I won’t survive without them. Some sound angry, they have their reasons they say, some so
“Turn around, walk away.” Miko tapped me against the ear and I obliged with a sigh. Some called them angels, some called them demons, others
Die Saai Lewe II : DEEL 1 Ari was ‘n baba van agtien maande toe hy een middag sleg verbrand het in sy ma se
The half empty waiting room should have been his first sign.–The view in front of him, chased by influencers and travellers, is lost on him. The ocean
My alarm is set for 8am but my body does not allow me to sleep until then. I get up at 7.20am. It’s such a
Met verskoning aan Jeanne Goosen My vrugte verryp tot swart?ek dink, of nee dis net Kremetartmajestueus grysbruin Jare lank so sterk en dik en wortels
STORIE NEGE UIT PLATPLEK SE MENSE On the dot vyfuur, elke middag, sluit Marietjie die winkel en stuur vir Sara om sodawater by die drankwinkel
Lucky you, still so young and blushingly pretty, you don’t need it yet; you manage without it just fine. And it shows, your opinions, so
Ons is presies 13 976km van mekaar af maar jy is hier in my kombuis met jou LeCrueKuhn, die klein pannetjie waarin jy haloumi braai
Eric, the town’s policeman, received the first sculpture thirteen days ago. Since then, he found a new one in his mailbox every day. The last
STORIE AGT UIT PLATPLEK SE MENSE Omdat ons altyd arm was op die vlakte, het ons elke geleentheid aangegryp om êrens ‘n ekstra geldjie te
Ek’s jammer almal Ek’t die ding geërf Wat anders kon ek doen? My pa’t gesê, Gewaarsku eintlik Hy sê, ‘jy kan die ding nie skiet
All around, matters were looking dire. Desperation spread and starvation became a despairingly real possibility. Someone had to do something. To avoid drama, I left without
“It’s 22:00, pulling down the soft linen, I slide into bed. I reach for the bedside lamp. A click puts a wrap on the day.
Sarah’s life would have an unhappy ending. Her narrative would end in tears, that’s just how it’s going to be. And from early on she
Die Saai Lewe 1 : DEEL 1 Céa Van Niekerk se ma het later in haar lewe heeltemal beserk gegaan, en élke dag probeer om op
STORIE SEWE UIT PLATPLEK SE MENSE Ek het my een oggend gewip vir my medemens, want vir dae lank was dit net doodstydings en lang
The blank page mocks taunts with the ticking clock. 3 Days and I’ve got nothing, no lurid explanation will pacify my editor. I need air,
STORIE SES UIT PLATPLEK SE MENSE Was ek darem eendag de hel in vir Marietjie toe ons daar in haar winkel sit en tee drink.
“Wake up!” Screaming, a shooting pain, frantic hands shaking me… I woke disorientated and in time to see his feverish eyes rolling back as he pushed