“I really miss her crazy ass though.” I complain internally, gazing outside the window of the music-blaring Star Bus! Uber, where thou art? Under different circumstances, I’d be bobbing my...
“Police na guitar! Police na guitar…” the children sing along to the christmas carol as they play at the extreme end of the compound of a home in a Kenyan...
Guest post by Lesley Awino It has been ages since she last saw or talked to him. That is what she told her friends, anyway. What they did not know...
The sun slowly sinks into the belly of the earth, gently caressing her five-head (as Joe the joker always refers to her humongous forehead). That cocktail glass in her hand...
That night she left work earlier. It had been a really long day and all she wanted to do was get home, fix dinner for her man and retire...
“I’m all yours papi” she mumbled as I pulled one side of that silk nightie off her shoulder. God! She had the skin of a baby. A skin so soft...
“Surprised to see me?” she whispered, grinning like the devil. Then she figured I didn’t hear squat. So she grabbed me by the nape and pulled me closer. DAMN! This...
The principal walked to the front of the queue poring over each one of us from head to toe. He just had to make sure we are all looking impeccable....
“Wamebarikiwa wanaoutafuta uso wake mungu baba…” (Blessed are those who seek God) sings the mellow voice. I can almost place a face to the voice without laying my eyes...
I am sitting at the corner table. A safe distance away from the insanity workshop, the dance floor. With the help of the dim lighting and the strobes, I can...