Anita gently passes her eyeshadow brush over her eyelids. This ritual –eye shading- normally has a characteristic to give her a pink tinge-pink is her favorite-, making her eyes look like they are popping out. Nowadays however it seems not to be doing the trick. She tries to do it all over again, nothing! The … Continue reading Anita
It may be in the smooth carving of characters progressively on a blank space or the thought of the excellent results to come. I can not quite get to it, but there is just something about the spasm of excitement that accompanies the activity itself. Rather an unusual statement for those who are accustomed to … Continue reading Closure
Sharon, Sharon get up. I understand that you are confused right now, but everything will make sense soon. That right there is you, your physical body that is, trying to recover from a bullet wound. My name is not that important, just know that I am related to Cupid, and yes I am in the … Continue reading For love, by love
" 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
Hey guys, it’s been a minute, hasn’t it? Bado niko. COVID has still not been able to finish me. Yet. Niko na homa though, those strong homas that don’t go away. You know them right? Zile you contract from sharing a chrome mzinga when taking shots za kumaliza semester. Yes those ones. I hear that … Continue reading Manenoz Podcast!
Looking at the teddy bear on the floor, I realized three things; there's a streak of white around its neck, its eyes are too big for its head, and there was a dead baby next to it. I must have stabbed it like seven, eight times. Nine, but who was counting. Okay ten, I stabbed … Continue reading Crimes Of The Heart