I was fifteen when I first met Maya Angelou. Imagine my surprise. I was so used to reading books from authors who were white, and here I was reading a book with an African American voice sharing experiences of the worst racism I’ve ever heard of. ‘If growing up is painful for the Southern Black […]

I packed my bags, hopped into my orange Nissan and I drove. A picturesque town where locals walk around in jandals holding surfboards all year round was waiting for me. My new home. The opposite from the big city lights of Auckland. Paradise. And yet it was chaos. Finding a new home. Changing jobs. Adjusting […]

Don’t call me a Māori writer. I am a writer who is Māori. Yeah, there’s a difference. I tell stories. Stories I hope will shape perspective. Give life more meaning. And as clichéd as it sounds, provide a voice for the voiceless. My Māori culture means everything to me. It is, of course, part of […]

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