I keep hearing the same tired refrain “Malawian female artists don’t support each other.” And every time it hits my ear, I refuse to swallow it whole. I sit with it. I examine it. And I ask myself the real question; Am I unknowingly contributing to a narrative designed to make women blame each other for a system we did not build? People speak, even men like Gwamba, telling us to “do it for each other,” to emulate the brotherhood that seems to come so easily to male artists but let’s be...

Imposter syndrome has always served as a reminder of the things I want to achieve in life. Every meaningful milestone I’ve...

Thinking about marriage, brings about many ideas and thoughts but have you ever wondered why people get married? I’ve had this thought...