<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Zizipho Bam]]></title><description><![CDATA[Zizipho Bam is a poet, copywriter and visual storyteller. She is the author of the self-published poetry collection, "Sunflowers for my lovers", 2022.]]></description><link>https://bamzizipho.wixsite.com/website-2/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Sat, 25 Apr 2026 18:11:38 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://bamzizipho.wixsite.com/website-2/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Rekindling You]]></title><description><![CDATA[Today, I stretched all the way to the door and thought I would leave. My arms held me tight but I was also reaching out. From the outside...]]></description><link>https://bamzizipho.wixsite.com/website-2/post/rekindling-you</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62bac2e9aa4559448201dd5b</guid><category><![CDATA[From the road]]></category><pubDate>Mon, 20 Jul 2020 17:17:45 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>zizipho bam</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Clutch]]></title><description><![CDATA[I am standing still. The sky swoon Over my glaring soul. The moon in angst Over a lover who fell On my shoulders. Everything, pressing On...]]></description><link>https://bamzizipho.wixsite.com/website-2/post/clutch</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62bac2ebb2ad760aeebda868</guid><category><![CDATA[From the road]]></category><pubDate>Mon, 20 Jul 2020 15:48:25 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>zizipho bam</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[The house]]></title><description><![CDATA[i Mother says there are locked rooms inside all women; kitchen of lust, bedroom of grief, bathroom of apathy. Sometimes the men – they...]]></description><link>https://bamzizipho.wixsite.com/website-2/post/the-house</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62bac2eb1838f7db94d1727f</guid><category><![CDATA[From the road]]></category><pubDate>Wed, 15 Mar 2017 15:37:19 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>zizipho bam</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Oath]]></title><description><![CDATA[If nobody is coming, I will return to myself, for myself.]]></description><link>https://bamzizipho.wixsite.com/website-2/post/_oath</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62bac2eb87b9830a03265271</guid><category><![CDATA[From the road]]></category><pubDate>Wed, 11 Jan 2017 09:26:28 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>zizipho bam</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[At the dinner table]]></title><description><![CDATA[I wish i could show you what I see when he falls asleep.  Those seconds before the song starts. A deep breath and eyes closed,  and the...]]></description><link>https://bamzizipho.wixsite.com/website-2/post/at-the-dinner-table</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62bac2ec867c728f84e5bd75</guid><category><![CDATA[From the road]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 08 Jan 2017 17:04:01 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>zizipho bam</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[On waiting while dying]]></title><description><![CDATA[The fire brigade arrived 2hours after the fire had died down.  They arrived to ash and toxic smoke, no strength of man or machine could...]]></description><link>https://bamzizipho.wixsite.com/website-2/post/on-waiting-while-dying</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62bac2ecae69c5746b368351</guid><category><![CDATA[From the road]]></category><pubDate>Thu, 29 Dec 2016 19:05:32 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>zizipho bam</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[02:20]]></title><description><![CDATA[I am drowning and i want to scream.  I am screaming and I want to cry.  I am crying and I am drowning again.  I am Peter and I am...]]></description><link>https://bamzizipho.wixsite.com/website-2/post/02-20</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62bac2edec506e2450d3c883</guid><category><![CDATA[From the road]]></category><pubDate>Wed, 21 Dec 2016 00:21:25 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>zizipho bam</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[2:02 am]]></title><description><![CDATA[There are small grenades that explode inside her chest.  Her chest is an earthquake.  Her chest attempts to take itself apart, attempts...]]></description><link>https://bamzizipho.wixsite.com/website-2/post/2-02-am</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62bac2edaa4559448201dd5e</guid><category><![CDATA[From the road]]></category><pubDate>Wed, 21 Dec 2016 00:02:34 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>zizipho bam</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Juice Box Judy in full effect: Presenting Natalie Paneng]]></title><description><![CDATA['WASI' Johannesburg is the city of lights and gold. The streets of Braamfontein, Maboneng and Melville are home to some of South Africa’s...]]></description><link>https://bamzizipho.wixsite.com/website-2/post/juice-box-judy-in-full-effect-presenting-natalie-paneng</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62bac2eeb2ad760aeebda86b</guid><category><![CDATA[From the road]]></category><pubDate>Tue, 20 Dec 2016 10:20:45 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/11efcc_68f192988e9d4995bbee018a1d11b682~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_32,h_32,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>zizipho bam</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Untitled]]></title><description><![CDATA[Nobody is coming.]]></description><link>https://bamzizipho.wixsite.com/website-2/post/untitled</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62bac2ee1838f7db94d17281</guid><category><![CDATA[From the road]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 09 Dec 2016 00:10:19 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>zizipho bam</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[You’re In Chains Too Solidarity Concert — Word N Sound Live Literature Co.]]></title><description><![CDATA[Musicians and poets will descend on Stellenbosch this Friday for #YouAreInChainsToo, a jazz and poetry concert in solidarity with...]]></description><link>https://bamzizipho.wixsite.com/website-2/post/you-re-in-chains-too-solidarity-concert-word-n-sound-live-literature-co</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62bac2f0fcf2dbc5450011ba</guid><category><![CDATA[From the road]]></category><pubDate>Thu, 24 Nov 2016 17:34:26 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/11efcc_f98348f766cd496185d70c4591bc6f5e~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_720,h_480,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>zizipho bam</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Thabangseriti on WordPress.com]]></title><description><![CDATA[why do you always use words like ‘storm’ and ‘hurricane’ to describe your depression?  does it feel a little more natural that way?  does...]]></description><link>https://bamzizipho.wixsite.com/website-2/post/thabangseriti-on-wordpress-com</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62bac2f1bb45a31851a8224c</guid><category><![CDATA[From the road]]></category><pubDate>Mon, 14 Nov 2016 17:59:37 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>zizipho bam</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[I’m here.]]></title><description><![CDATA[You scratch your finger with a paper.  It bleeds.  The edge cuts deep.  Your skin, an open mouth.  Skin,  open tin can.  Rigs and sharp...]]></description><link>https://bamzizipho.wixsite.com/website-2/post/i-m-here</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62bac2f2b3dceaca566ebec4</guid><category><![CDATA[From the road]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 11 Nov 2016 14:46:53 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>zizipho bam</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Teething and tethering.]]></title><description><![CDATA[Their are cracks growing in my teeth.  Lightening has struck more than twice inside my mouth.  I want to spew the sky out.  I convulse in...]]></description><link>https://bamzizipho.wixsite.com/website-2/post/teething-and-tethering</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62bac2f3284e55a6ac24d8c2</guid><category><![CDATA[From the road]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 11 Nov 2016 14:40:24 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>zizipho bam</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Medicine]]></title><description><![CDATA[Pick it up, pick it all up.  And start again.  You’ve got a second chance,  you could go home.  Escape it all.  It’s just irrelevant....]]></description><link>https://bamzizipho.wixsite.com/website-2/post/medicine</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62bac2f4de6df50d404ca352</guid><category><![CDATA[From the road]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 11 Nov 2016 14:38:02 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>zizipho bam</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[05/11]]></title><description><![CDATA[I need to stay away from scissors.  Been meaning to cut the dreadful thoughts growing out of my head.  Been branching out since three...]]></description><link>https://bamzizipho.wixsite.com/website-2/post/05-11</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62bac2f44ebd1eb14e6219a7</guid><category><![CDATA[From the road]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 06 Nov 2016 18:33:37 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>zizipho bam</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[14.]]></title><description><![CDATA[A eulogy for the walking dead.  The back story to a manifesto for loners. To read during or after the send off. It’s like I’m rolling, ...]]></description><link>https://bamzizipho.wixsite.com/website-2/post/___14</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62bac2f5e27371993cc0ec0b</guid><category><![CDATA[From the road]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 14 Oct 2016 23:27:34 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>zizipho bam</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Girl and Two Decades]]></title><description><![CDATA[Tired. Tired.  Tired. Tire.  Get tired again.  Admire. Love. Boys and other conspiracies.  We drink, smoke and we get tired again. ...]]></description><link>https://bamzizipho.wixsite.com/website-2/post/a-girl-and-two-decades</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62bac2f66d35229f4f103ad1</guid><category><![CDATA[From the road]]></category><pubDate>Sat, 10 Sep 2016 20:19:13 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>zizipho bam</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[To be Frank.]]></title><link>https://bamzizipho.wixsite.com/website-2/post/to-be-frank</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62bac2f60c2db557c9af946c</guid><category><![CDATA[From the road]]></category><pubDate>Wed, 24 Aug 2016 21:04:02 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>zizipho bam</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Self Crisis.]]></title><description><![CDATA[Its bigger than religion. I have a strong yearning for knowing. Its like im rolling, this constant turning. A cursive continuous...]]></description><link>https://bamzizipho.wixsite.com/website-2/post/self-crisis</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62bac2f7d592b3683055542d</guid><category><![CDATA[From the road]]></category><pubDate>Wed, 24 Aug 2016 20:36:14 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>zizipho bam</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>