Between Harare, Small Towns, and Diaspora Beds.
We are writing from Harare, small towns, and faraway diaspora beds, confessing the stories we were never meant to tell.
Three Men. Three Geographies. One Shared Confessional.
The only thing that sleeps here are the marriages — not the husbands.
Everyone here knows your business, except the parts you only do in the dark.
Meeting in places that forget us the moment we leave.