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Cry with me, Mother
Cry with me, Mother, and let our teardrops turn to rock. You can strike me until I shatter into a million pieces: I will become the sands

Marieke de Koker
Aug 26, 2024


My Ship
A ship that spends its existence anchored in place will never fulfill its destiny, never to set sail on the wild tides... Will you

Marieke de Koker
Jul 31, 2024


Break
We are told to bend but never break. But shattering into pieces allows us to rebuild ourselves in ways we could never imagine, rendering

Marieke de Koker
Jul 30, 2024


Not Woman Enough For Me
You. Who are not woman enough for me, You. Who are not what I thought you would be... objects soaring like shells and stars, the wrong way

Marieke de Koker
Aug 3, 2023


The Curse of Eve
She ran home crying in her blood stained dress, she feared she was dying, her mother never told her about womanhood...

Marieke de Koker
Aug 2, 2023
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