AGAIN

In a few seconds I'll tell you a tale As time flies by it won't remain stale There once was a person who broke alot He had a few pieces but nothing he got He tried some fixes but all in vain The wind flew by and his pieces were slain He met some people … Continue reading AGAIN

Ifikie Wazazi

‘Teach me how to dance… Teach me… Teach me how to dance,’ Kevo was hypnotized. He had always believed himself to be an Odi but watching the petite damsels twerk to hip hop made him regret that if only for an instant. Well, I can call it that now but to them it was just … Continue reading Ifikie Wazazi

Demoncracy

I REFUSE TO SIT HERE DOING NOTHING. James chuckled. He had chosen this specific bench because of that piece of writing. He had been feeling lifeless for some time now. In fact, he had felt lifeless ever since the suspension. What had he done wrong? Absolutely nothing! He had firmly believed that the end justifies … Continue reading Demoncracy

Dame in Distress

‘Maybe he likes the back shot,’ Linda thought. She repositioned herself on the king sized bed so that she knelt and supported herself forward with the palm of her hands. She pushed her tongue out and rocked back and forth as if she was practicing for what was to come. She thought of how bitchy … Continue reading Dame in Distress

Majuto

There is a saying in Nairobi…’Hii ni town!’ It has been used to justify all sorts of misdeeds and irregularities. It has also been used to validate exaggerations as well as make the insane seem normal. This was the same phrase Njenga had in mind as he pushed against the crowd of people rushing in … Continue reading Majuto

TAKE ME HOME

The drums of war start way long before the actual war. The owl hoots, people get into petty misunderstandings which escalate into a mere slap and the rest is left for the survivors to tell. This is inherently characteristic to interpersonal relationships. What about the wars that we fight inside, the intrapersonal: are we oblivious … Continue reading TAKE ME HOME

Burudika na Fanta

I felt like the president walking with my ADC behind me. No, this was more of a prisoner being escorted to his cell by a guard. Yeah, that sounded more like it. It’s funny how our own word of mouth can hold them ransom. As we got near the administration block, I slowed down. Stanley’s … Continue reading Burudika na Fanta

Cheater

Mbio za sakafuni huishia ukingoni.-Swahili proverb ‘Do you like it?’ Tr. Samson asked. He had handed me a drawing by his toddler daughter. It was a rough one but criticizing it was out of the question. Being allowed to stand idly in the staffroom was already a privilege. I couldn’t abuse it by really telling … Continue reading Cheater

Face-off

‘Hey kid! Hey Kid!’ The sound was faint. Maybe it wasn’t; I mean, the ringing sound in my ears couldn’t let me listen properly. I had never experienced a hangover before but if this was it then never again. I try to open my eyes. My right eye seems to be squashed. It’s not batting … Continue reading Face-off

Knots

Kantae is a Maasai boy. Kantae can tie a tie. If Kantae can tie a tie why can’t I tie a tie like Kantae?-Basic African tongue twister ‘What are you waiting for? Go on. Tie your shoelaces!’ The inspector was starting to get annoyed. If this wasn’t the highest form of defiance, then what was? … Continue reading Knots

Set A Thief

Every saint has a past; every sinner has a future-Oscar Wilde If we were having coffee right now I would tell you about my grandfather. He was one of a kind. Sad to say, he wasn’t always there in my life. Actually he got in quite late. My earliest recollection with him actually happened on … Continue reading Set A Thief

WARAKA

When two soulmates meet and mate, an avatar is born and that’s one step closer to the source, closer to the creator.                                                                          –Guruji’s father, Sacred games 2 Dear Beloved, I remember seeing you for the first time. Rihanna came to mind. As sure as night follows day, her beauty pales in comparison to yours. Yet … Continue reading WARAKA

KID

I kid you not it’s easy to die once you know what you’re dying for and Aunty did know why she was dying. I stand up and take a few steps back. I’ve done it. I’ve slayed the dragon. I am now free. But no! Not just yet. I have to clean up the scene … Continue reading KID

New position

‘Do you know that I can still swallow like this?’ I tease Boaz. ‘Shut up, dumbass. Now, apologize!’ I could feel his heavy breathing. He, too, was afraid of letting me go. I had fallen many times but it was as clear as day that this would be the last one. ‘Naah, I think I’m … Continue reading New position

DARE

2020 has brought with it many surprises but the one that particularly gave me a throwback was the death of famed author and media personality Ken Walibora. This, of course, could have been because one of his books was a set book during my tenure in high school but I also tend to think that … Continue reading DARE

The Mechanics Of Falling In Love

We’ve fallen before. The scrapes on our knees and arms make sure that out history of kung fu fighting in our backyards and playing superman off the couch is nigh unforgettable. We could also fall into open manholes, pits, depression (Yes, the twenty first century is adding new holes, physical and otherwise for us to … Continue reading The Mechanics Of Falling In Love

Face Value

“I’m an ass man. “ “Naah bro its boobs for me. “ Now of course, I, your cultured purveyor of random thoughts in sweet sweet, braincell killing packages am not as boorish as to partake in such objectifying conversation, but for the sake of perspective, you can label me an ass man. (For academic proposes … Continue reading Face Value

Desperation

Part I. Whenever I sit down to write a piece, whatever it is that crosses my mind I’ll do it longhand. I like writing things longhand. I find it that a computer depicts my sketchy thoughts as tidy when It’s clearly the opposite. If you chance to find my rough sketches of my handwritten half-baked … Continue reading Desperation

Feline Therapy

Listening to $hyfromdatre while doing the dishes a few minutes past six is always a vibe. I’m starting to think my procrastinating issues are a lot more deeper than just laziness because for some reason, racing to beat a deadline with some serious consequences resulting from failure to be on time gets my blood boiling … Continue reading Feline Therapy