There are times when all my edges soften and becomes pure poetry, … Only excuse for not writing is my mood, …at times I feel caged … all walls and darkness…still creeping me out, every second turning to minutes space starts getting small… somehow every scream turns to dust…. air slim and all I can … Continue reading A Letter To You
I have a love-hate relationship with politics. It’s unthinkable, I know, especially in Kenya, mentioning love and politics in the same sentence. I also have come to realise that, just like pen and paper or Tom and Jerry, politics and love are inseparable. As a matter of fact, from my recent discoveries, love is a … Continue reading Horses, Donkeys and Chariots.
What comes to your mind when you hear the phrase 'nine-eleven? But before I even get any further, I must confess my perspective on nine eleven is a historic one. I bet you've heard this somewhere in a movie or documentary perhaps. If you were curious enough you'd inquire into what it means. Well if … Continue reading 12 DAYS AFTER NINE-ELEVEN.
That there are many ways to kill a rat is an indubitable fact of life. A headshot or two can accomplish the task. Stabbing the poor rodent in a situation where proximity in a bloody ordeal appeals to the senses gets the job done too. However, choking precedes all the mentioned solutions, when you think … Continue reading Kwani Niko Nchi Ingine?
Who watches the news? I do. Not everyday of course. I read somewhere that news is full of toxic, negative energy. Sheesh. Bold words! But I’m not a conspiracy theorist. I like to think my thoughts and actions are simply my own. Rational decisions made after thinking long and hard. I wonder where this part … Continue reading WE DON’T HAVE THE CAPACITY
" I've looked everywhere, I can't find Jerry" Behind our house was a little grove of trees that led into a larger forest. My parents tried to fence the compound but we always found a way to sneak out. My brother and his friends used to take to a little stream deep in that forest … Continue reading Hapi
Everybody has an inner voice, whether it has a Kikuyu accent, speaks Chinese or has a weird love for sarcasm that contrasts with your otherwise gentle (or at least you think so) exterior. Maybe due to the structuring of the laws of the universe its rather hard to lie to your own self, in which … Continue reading The You That Lives In your Head.
The budding of new love is pretty exciting. They say it doesn’t get any better than that. The chemistry, the energy, the fear, the uncertainty of whether they actually do feel the same as you… All I needed to know for now was that I did actually enjoy being here with him. I enjoyed just … Continue reading Pistanthrophobia
In a long-forgotten time of past, a forlorn, indiscernible figure could be seen trekking through what could not be aptly described as a woodland nor a coastline. It just was. It “just was” in many ways because people had tired of speaking of it in whispers while simultaneously not putting a name to it. The … Continue reading The Bad Place
I hate being alone. Its not that I am afraid of the dark or the monsters that crawl underneath my bed. Its because when I am alone, I become lonely. I know…. I know. It’s obvious when you are alone you are bound to be lonely but for me there is more to it. My … Continue reading The Less I Know The Better