I first wrote to you last december when Sokari introduced me to you and the wonderful shocking pink poetry blog you set up with her. You were so strong and passionate and full of the best kind of ambition to be a photo journalist and poet. You had so little support and you needed so much. Surviving rape, being diagnosed with hiv and beginning treatment complicated by your diabetes was an enormous load and stress on you at your young age. You should not have been working, and certainly not nights , which affects the body of even healthy strong people. But due to your circumstances you had to work, and you were exhausted and your body was struggling with all these stresses to say nothing of the emotional toll. You died despite your strentgh and courage, simply because of where you lived and the poverty and injustice you lived with.
I am so sorry we have lost you, but in your short time on this earth you turned your suffering and struggle into words and pictures that inspired us and will live on forever. We remember you, we honour you and we will continue the struggle in your name. God bless you Busi and thank you for giving us so much.

your friend, Cherynne