Easy. It all starts that way. The long texts, the voice notes filled with warmth and sweet nothings, the long phonecalls that plunge deep into the night's thick bossom. You will wake up to him tagging you in videos he thinks you might like- she will mention you in all the funny tweets or places she... Continue Reading →
When the conductor says "Wanne iende.." 2. When you believe the conductor's "wanne iende" lies only to enter the matatu and find nobody... 3. When the conductor tells you "Uko na mbao nikupee nikupee 1070 bob"' 4. How conductors pretend they have forgotten to give you change 5. How you look at the conductor when... Continue Reading →
Living dead , death, carcass, life is a lived experience
Dear Jessica, It starts out like a candle flame; the yellow glow steady, eerily beautiful and full of warmth. Then along the way, gusts of wind blow by and the yellow glimmer turns into a raging bush fire in the savanna, consuming every single thing standing on its path. The warmth transforms into scorching heat;... Continue Reading →
1 In second term when you had to wear your half-sweater, sweater, Anorak jacket , Scarf and Leg-warmers but that Kikuyu cold was still merciless 2 Trying to stay awake during Rev Marion’s unending sermons and 2-hour prayers 3 When she’d start mentioning how “your father’s sold cows and goats to bring you... Continue Reading →
When you are about to order a large pizza with your friends on Terrific Tuesday then you remember Kshs. 1000 can feed you for a whole 2 weeks. 2. Trying to Calculate how Kshs. 1000 will cater for your fare, food, airtime and Lord knows what else until end month 3. Then you realize... Continue Reading →
I see the frown beneath your smile; the tears behind that sparkle in your eyes I know that even when you say you're fine, you really ain't. Behind that "strong woman" facade, i know that all you really want is to be held. You want to be loved just like everyone else. You've been hurt... Continue Reading →
Wheelbarrows for Kshs.109,000? What’s all the fuss about? I mean, they are made of “stainless steel” and non-carcinogenic materials. 109,000 is surely a very fair price for such special barrows. Never mind the fact that food security and poor roads are still a major issue Bungoma. No bruh, we have to worry about the safety... Continue Reading →
I always thought dating a writer would be perfect. We’d spend Sunday mornings lazying in bed after a late omelette and coffee breakfast. We’d discuss the latest Bikozulu post; reminisce the good old Whispers’ days and quip at how no one will ever fill the legend’s shoes. We’d later on wake up, shower and browse... Continue Reading →
Today, that cycle will end. Today, you become your own woman. Today, you will repair all the damage that judgment and over thinking did on you. Today, you will begin your path of healing; a path of salvation.
Canduh 