With you, intimacy colors my voice. Even 'hello' sounds like 'come here'.

Make peace with your body, it's not manmade, there are no flaws, there are no mistakes.

I won't glorify or romanticise heartbreak, for me it was a kind of death and I was forced to keep living.

I tend to the wound so often, it never heals.

My name is indigenous to my country, it is not easy to pronounce, it takes effort to say correctly and I am absolutely in love with the sound of it and its meaning. Also, it's not the kind of name you baby, slip into sweet talk mid sentence, late night phone conversation, whisper into the receiver kind of name, so, of that I am glad.

There is no intimacy like that between two women who have chosen to be sisters.

Apathy is the same as war, it all kills you, she says. Slow like cancer in the breast or fast like a machete in the neck.