The Read Aunt Mzansi

When was the last time you acknowledged womxn? When was the last time you acknowledged being womxn? When was the last time you sat back, looked at your womxn, said to yourself  You're doing okay, and patted yourself on the back? I know. With recent events that have seen stories of womxn abuse surfacing, and some resurfacing, it hasn't been everyday that you could reflect(on the good), as a womxn, and take in fresh air. How do you carry on when the womxn in your life can't even carry themselves? How do you walk the streets when the womxn in your life don't even want to see a street corner? How do you  brave the day with a smile when it's a cover for what's really going on? Well, be a womxn. I got a breath of fresh air when I went to watch the amazing ten-womxn-band, Abafazi. LORD, I haven't floated in the air like that in so long! Seeing those  Marimbas,  Drums, and Shakers on stage sure set the mood for a once in a lifetime performance. The eccentric entra...