"So hukuji?" I asked after hanging up, biting my lower lip. "How could... how could she!" I lamented jeremiacally, if there is anything like that. Triza Triza,you tell me to iza, no pun intended though. Newsflash! Triza was my first girlfriend. Nature had, in the past, had tried to link me with Triza countless times … Continue reading So Hukuji
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
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!
Yow. It’s been a minute my G’s. How are you? Last I was here we were deep into Sauti Sol and BnB and Bambam things. I mean, quite a long time innit? Yaani, so much has happened. Second lockdown here at home, BBI is seemingly dead, another year is down without getting laid, jokes- not … Continue reading Tinder
Lips first, then tongue interlockYou are the charm of my luckcome down let's have a danceMy Medusa, you froze me with your glance You are my addiction and elixirMy universe and my foreverWhat a blissful feeling is it to hold your handAnd the sweetness of your lips, no one can understand We shall build our … Continue reading Eternal Love
I find myself smiling. Alone. A lot. When I'm walking behind a couple whose hands swing so close to each other; some swings make their hands touch and other swings just - ammm swing by. My smile broadens especially when the hands touch then each holds the other. The holding of hands. So intimate yet … Continue reading I Smile
PART 3 …continued I could not take in more of what Father was saying. I regretted even asking him to narrate the story in the first place. He disgusted me. The world could definitely do without people like him. People who realize the vulnerability of the human will and take advantage of the weak. Why … Continue reading Atonement.