In conversation with Koleka Putuma
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9 Passports and No Pass

In this poetic commentary on Dathini Mzayiya’s video portrait of Miriam Makeba, Lindokuhle Nkosi inscribes moments of death, spiritual calling, sorrow and exile born by Makeba, during her singular and passionate life.
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“I have always wanted to be both man and woman, to incorporate the strongest and richest parts of my mother and father within/into me – to share valleys and mountains upon my body the way the earth does in hills and peaks.” Lindokuhle Nkosi looks at black feminism, and the coded language around Caster Semenya
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“People laugh when you fall on your ass. So what’s funny?” - Basquiat
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What is there to say about this place?
Four times, maybe five, I nearly died and this is how I have come to measure my life here. The first time. The door swinging open. (The afternoons still hot and musty like breath. The evenings, a sharp, chilly inhale). The second time and the screams of metal against metal. The third time. The fourth. The fifth.
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