Drought — Poetry and Prose

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So slowly, Sun melts into the sea. So softly, The moonlight touches me. So gently, The leaves swing on our tree. This is how it would be, If you were still loving me. Copyright: Word Hunter P.C Pexels

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Ama Ndlovu explores the connections of culture, ecology, and imagination.

Her work combines ancestral knowledge with visions of the planetary future, examining how Black perspectives can transform how we see our world and what lies ahead.