When the streets raise our boys
Lehlohonolo Ramosolo

When the streets raise our boys

Despite having a father who was alive, Nkululeko did not have that consistent presence shaping his understanding of himself. And when that kind of guidance is missing, it doesn’t leave a gap for long. Something else fills it. In his case, the streets stepped in...

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Shattered Glass
Themba Dlamini

What’s Papa got to do with my rage?

Father absence removes one of the first buffers against violence – a daily presence where anger is noticed, slowed down, named, and shaped before it hardens.

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