ARTICLE OF THE DAY

May 2022
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ONE-NIGHT STAND

YOLO, or whatever it is that you say when you encounter one of them on one or more of your countless weekend night escapades when intentional sobriety is never an option. Your first encounter locates you in a two-roomed crib in the city you reside in solely for the purpose of pursuing further education but … Continue reading ONE-NIGHT STAND

JADED

I’m fresh from watching a video where, in an unfortunate sequence of events a lady jumped off a roof. A rather morbid way to start a story, I know, but who am I if not your cultured purveyor of emotions, and it would seem that, after avoiding it for so long , its finally time … Continue reading JADED

HOLLOW

It’s paradoxical really, how fragile we are. Physically we stumble, fall and get scarred. Scars sting for a while, then they scab over, and before you know it, all you have left is a faint phantom pain whenever you gaze at a scar, a memory of what was. For all the talk you’ll find in … Continue reading HOLLOW

SWEATER WEATHER

I remember when we were kids and we were asked to write compositions, almost invariably we would find a way to squeeze in, “It was raining cats and dogs”, to start. I’m realizing now, with my significantly less pure and innocent brain that most of these composition beginnings looked like scenes straight out of stranger … Continue reading SWEATER WEATHER

THE SHOE WILL NEVER FIT

There has never been a funnier time to tell someone ‘you are going places’. Its difficult to go anywhere in this country right now. I can’t even go to class, the weather makes it difficult to get out of the blankets and on the slim chance that you do, you have nothing to wear because … Continue reading THE SHOE WILL NEVER FIT

FACADES

I’m a writer, I like to think that if I tell myself something enough times, it’ll be true. It isn’t even really a lie, I’m writing this aren’t I? You’re nodding slowly, I can see it and I’m matching it, frantically, nod for nod, but it doesn’t work. It’s frightening how no matter how much … Continue reading FACADES

Ramblings On Happiness

I’m dead tired, but I’m happy. it sounds contradictory I know but it’s a rather satisfying feeling. Like slipping into a mildly warm bath at the end of a really really long day. Its at a time like this that Adulting becomes less of a vague outlandish concept with nothing to do with us and … Continue reading Ramblings On Happiness

AISHA

Interesting title, don’t you think brother. Initially it was Hey Brother, but I figured you’d ignore it like you have all my previous ones, so I went with a title you would never resist. If Pops were sill around, he’d smack you if he knew where I picked you up from last night. I can … Continue reading AISHA

CLOSURE BY SARUSH.

You know it’s been a good day when you find yourself dancing to “The Wake-Up Call with Grauchi” that’s blazing through the premium membranes of your Xiaomi Bluetooth Earbuds as you head home from Clabu. Home is Chiromo; a step up from the shady life you lived at Hall 16’s Mamlaka A hostel. There you … Continue reading CLOSURE BY SARUSH.

Mboka Series

                                                       Mboka Serie’s Mteja Have you ever been robbed? I was robbed. It was more of snatching though😂. It was 10 pm dead in the night. I was going somewhere, and we all know where, not the exact place but you know what I mean. I wanted to order a boda they are fast. I … Continue reading Mboka Series

Dear Adidudas,

Dear Adidudas, It feels crazy to even think that I’m writing this letter to you today. Silly much? It’s weird even because it’s been three months since I last laid eyes on you. Do you even remember me? Of course not. I’m just another admirer’s face. I recall someone telling me, once, that I should … Continue reading Dear Adidudas,

Abonde

See, I now wage war with my thoughts, A terftie between the new and the old, Trying to resurrect my old The new holds me abonde of the present, What I’m I? What I’m I becoming? I co-exist with the fear of self doubt, What will they call me? What will they perceive about me? … Continue reading Abonde

Thoughts Of A Philosopher

Thoughts of a philosopher, Depressing yet so utopian, Is knowledge a blessing? Or is it a curse? The more you understand, the more tormented you become. Madness and wisdom are like twins Wisdom will lead you into sorrow, Sorrow will lead you into madness, But it is better to be wise than to be a … Continue reading Thoughts Of A Philosopher

The End

“There has been twenty-five anti-depressant related suicides in the past month. Police say they are trying to figure out where the supply is coming from, but things seem to be getting worse. Ano…” A young man turns off the TV. He is nineteen years old, thick black hair, pale white skin, dark brown eyes. He … Continue reading The End

I Wish You Upon Yourself

There is a certain quality to darkness, it’s all you see when you close your eyes. If you shut everyone up and keep extra quiet you are almost be able to feel it, smooth and silky, a chasm of endless possibility and every possible fear. You can’t ever really escape it, it hides in that … Continue reading I Wish You Upon Yourself

  Gluten Free Misogyny

“Dress how you want to be addressed.” This line of thinking is heavily flawed so let’s debunk it,shall we? If a person is inherently disrespectful,they will disrespect you.That’s literally it. They’re only using your mode of dressing as leverage to bring you down for whichever reason. Now,in occasions where people, especially women,wear clothing that is … Continue reading   Gluten Free Misogyny

So Hukuji

“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

UNTITLED

Trigger Warning: Alcohol, Addiction Ever attended an alcoholics anonymous(AA) meeting or an anything anonymous meeting? Or are you still in the drinking phase, waiting for your liver to raise the white flag? I can tell you two things about addiction. One, too much will never be too much unless something clicks up there or, you … Continue reading UNTITLED

MAPEN-ZII

NYAR GEM, MY TUESDAY CRUSH A good story, carefully written and well told is like a cool breeze on a summer’s afternoon. I can never hope to possess my grandmother’s storytelling skills, but I can let loose a naughty lover’s pen to write away into the bliss of young love. This is the story of … Continue reading MAPEN-ZII

“QUOTED APOLOGIES”

It was well past midnightbut my night was still brightmy eyes won’t fail meand only insomnia was at sightBut how could they??When I was shattered inside We say walls have earsBut forget windows got the eyesAnd even though there were three in the roomWith my solitary window in dueIt seemed like the whole world was … Continue reading “QUOTED APOLOGIES”

CHEERLEADER

Oh, I think that I found myself a cheerleader, she’s always right there when I need her. Should I sing again? Oh, I think that I found myself a cheerleader, she’s always right there when I need her! I feel like my throat is bursting because I’m not a singing person, my tongue is already … Continue reading CHEERLEADER

 Peace of mind

Click twice and maybe my wish will come true, still hoping to God He sees it through, it’s like a cycle back and forth trying to figure it out you know fix it, see it starts with a sound so i have to look, then comes a little voice and it gets me hooked, takes … Continue reading  Peace of mind

Proxemics

“Back off Dude! Get out of my personal bubble! ” Those were the only words I ever got from her. She’s not your ordinary woman though she’s childish, adult, sensible, unreasonable – usually one when she should be the other. She’s very pretty although not necessarily in an obvious way. She’s lithe as cat, muscular … Continue reading Proxemics

Anita

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

Closure

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

For love, by love

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

Manenoz Podcast!

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!

Release The Dragon

I’ve always liked dragons. Towering over the skies, breathing fire, stealing princesses, hoarding gold- I always felt that they were living their best life.  Of course, literature in general didn’t seem to be of the same opinion, always coming up with self-righteous knights to go dragon slaying. Even the Bible didn’t portray dragons in a … Continue reading Release The Dragon

ADDICTED

When I was growing up my parents and literally everyone told me that drugs were evil, disgusting and a death wish. Those who were seen or even suspected to be using were abandoned like a leper by the community. Drugs looked like a huge sin: an unforgivable one to say. I am grown now and … Continue reading ADDICTED

Tinder

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

MOM

I dreamt you were gone! I was in school just having a snack at the student centre then I received a call from dad. “Hello son, you need to come to Nairobi Hospital right now! Your mom…” My phone just fell of my hands and all I heard was a ringing sound in my ears. … Continue reading MOM

OH, ROCKING CHAIR

Oh rocking chair! Oh rocking chair! I love my grandpa’s rocking chair, so I pull it and have a seat. On my right hand I’m holding a vicious knife. I decided to use the last cents I had to get it.   This rocking chair is very special to me. It’s very dear to me. It’s … Continue reading OH, ROCKING CHAIR

Wash That BAMBAM!

“Shake your bambam, kwenda sukuma! Shake your bambam, kwenda sukuma! Shake your bambam, kwenda sukuma! Shake your bambam, hapooo!” You know I love Sauti Sol. So much. I write about them. I sing their songs. I tweet about them. And believe me, this is not one of those ati I don’t know why I love … Continue reading Wash That BAMBAM!

Procrastination

A mess we found ourselves in, Not by default but by want, We talk rather than walk the talk, We blame rather than take the blame, We fake when we can’t, We cower when we fail, How then will we escape, The jaws of this dark evil? I ask how and all I hear is … Continue reading Procrastination

Whirlwind

It came. A whirlwind too strong. First, I couldn’t bear it. But I, the eternal idiot Saw it only fit To continue with the stint That broke my heart. I’d never really learned, My emotions, the burned. And now I only loathe. Yes,  I do. The impossible, finally true. This time I see, What I … Continue reading Whirlwind

The Leveler

Funny though it was, That he owned tens of bungalows, And a myriad of material possessions, But when the leveler came calling, This factors did not come into play. He always got what he wanted, Through covert and overt means and had corrupted many, The leveler though was true and honest to duty, He executed … Continue reading The Leveler

Inequity

On that midnight hour, when only the nocturnal roamed, The compromise was finalized, In a masked face the messenger delivered the last batch, In a black briefcase, The contents served one purpose, To FRAGRANCE the STINKIEST of crimes, ‘MURDER!’ The weary looking judge adorned in ‘justice’ regalia, Took the judgment seat looking worn-out –probably-, Probably … Continue reading Inequity

To Desire

Are we lost to desire? Are we wrong to yearn? Are we hard-pressed to want? It is hard, indeed, to say. Feeling a deep urge, you know how profoundly ridiculous it is. You’d hate to subject yourself to the rigours of a game you’re all too familiar with. You’re plagued by a sickening notion of … Continue reading To Desire

Fist Fight

It surprises me and a lot of my friends that I have never been in a fist fight. That I have never balled up my fingers and hit someone or something. Well, maybe not the last part. I have hit many things, among them walls, but that’s a story for another time. Now, to be … Continue reading Fist Fight

REACTION

You stopped calling, I stopped expecting, You never say hi, I never say hello, You don’t check up, I don’t long for it, When you abandon, should I also? You call me hero, I call you heroin, I cry on your shoulder, you cry on mine, You are my greatest fan, I am yours, When … Continue reading REACTION

TO SIMP OR NOT TO SIMP

You see there are nights when there is nothing else to do but to watch anime. Yes anime, I know its not the best time to bring this up, but another man’s trash is another man’s treasure. I will not go over the details since I know there are a lot of sketchy characters waiting … Continue reading TO SIMP OR NOT TO SIMP

I DIED

Out of the blue, You said you loved me, The love was so far away, So I reached out, But then I died. I was so happy, And determined, I had adrenaline, And so I chased, But then I died. I went to CMC, Got some wheels, Spun to your home, Almost hooted, But then … Continue reading I DIED

DEAR DAD

Dear dad, I want that rare fatherly love. The scarce times when you tell me that you love me: that’s what I want. I don’t want you to handle me like a tray of eggs in a bumpy road. You can break me, teach me, let me understand what it is to survive in this … Continue reading DEAR DAD

Train Tales I

Originally posted on The Social Antidote:
The Standard Gauge Railway. Dubbed as the most expensive project since independence I had a lot of expectations for this experience. Probably you might’ve have already guessed how this went. Same ending like any grand mega super-duper multi billion project we’ve had in Kenya. Blatant smoke blowing that’s as…

Of White Cats and Black Dots

Podcast version now available if you don’t have the time to read. It’s still in the trial phase. Let us know in the comments if podcasts are your jam, and if you’d like us to upgrade to actual humans reading out the posts. Thanks 😊. Back to scheduled programming. In the before, I never really … Continue reading Of White Cats and Black Dots

WHERE IS YOUR LOVE

When you don’t see me, know I’m in the orchestraListening to the wafting sound of the bass guitarRhyme with the frequency of my relentless heartbeatWho knew what it takes is just a pull of some strings?Where’s your love? When you don’t see me, know I’m in the orchestraMarvelling at the highs and lows of the … Continue reading WHERE IS YOUR LOVE

Bi-tentional

There’s something about making mistakes. Mistakes occur all the time. But you see, a mistake made in private isn’t such big of a deal. You’ll submit the wrong answer for a question privately to your teacher and it’ll only be you and he would know that you’re struggling with Data Structures and Algorithm. You’ll cook … Continue reading Bi-tentional

I Did Not Scream

by Kilyungi I hate pain. I guess everyone does. I also hate waiting. And when these two combine, there’s always bound to be a disaster of some sort. I also hate hospitals. That’s a lot of hate. I dislike, not hate. Hate is such a strong word I’m beginning to hate ‘hate’, the word. It’s … Continue reading I Did Not Scream

Uko wapi

“Uko wapi?” Someone texted just a while ago. I have been told time and again that the answer to this question is entirely dependent on who is asking and where they are asking it from. I am from replying this text and I can’t help but smile because I’m at three different places. My mom … Continue reading Uko wapi

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

African Creed

I believe in one Africa The mother of the black man And in one sprit of freedom Which unites all happy people. I believe that Africa Was and will always be A home of happy and united people She died during colonial epoch, She rose again in a new life Only to find, Then, she … Continue reading African Creed

CHRISTMAS

‘Mary did you know that your baby boy…’ ‘Jingle bells Jingle bells Jingle all the way…’ ‘Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad Feliz Navidad, próspero año y felicidad…’ It’s that time of the year folks we’ve all been waiting for. We humans get a time to celebrate while our fellow animals feast on the massive remains not … Continue reading CHRISTMAS

HEY BROTHER

Family is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love my dad. A doctor: one of the best they say. In fact, he once made headlines for his magnanimity with his patients, an act that earned us a visit by the most beautiful news reporter. I appeared in the news and this … Continue reading HEY BROTHER

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

202Done

The weekend. Putting a timestamp to before the pandemic, this probably shouted with all sorts of capitals and exclamations. The energy radiated the Friday prior was unprecedented as plans set in motion on who would foot the weekend’s bill through a subtle game of rock paper scissors. I had lost twice in a row now … Continue reading 202Done

If I Got Choked and Died

As I sit here eating raw indomie, I can’t help but think of how much I’ve missed you. I’m crying too, not because of you, but because I put too much chilli on the raw noodles. It’s been a minute since I put something to paper, or rather, typed something out. Today is the day … Continue reading If I Got Choked and Died

ROAD TRIP

I love waking up early, but not because I’m that focused but because I love seeing the sun begin its journey. I wake up everyday same time pull my rocking chair and sit facing the window. The beauty in it I cannot explain. How the sun illuminates the sky with its ebony- sometimes pink, red … Continue reading ROAD TRIP

What If

What if life was endless?Wil you yearn for another after death?What if there was no light at the end of the tunnel?Will you keep walking in darkness?And what if darkness decided to face light?Watch as the sun approaches to start a fight.So what if second chances didn’t exist?Will forgiveness be a miracle to be performed?Answer … Continue reading What If

Dear Sister

To Sally, Hi sis. I miss you, we all do. For some reason all the letters I write you always get sent back. I think its because I have been writing the address on the envelopes in small letters. This time I will be sure to use very large capital letters- TO SALLY IN THE … Continue reading Dear Sister

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

I Wish…

Ndinda I furiously rummage through my purse looking for the 600 bob I found in the pocket of my dirty jeans. Pocket one– crusty handkerchief. Pocket two– expired lipstick. Pocket three- sheets of paper as old as great grandma Mambio. I curse. Panic starts creeping in as the super market cashier in front of me … Continue reading I Wish…

To My Future Wife

To my future wife… Hello, I guess it’ll be befitting to start with an introduction. Congratulations, We’re married. Isn’t that befitting my love? Anyway, let’s downsize this to a bite size concoction, Unlike the chunk you choked me with on our nuptial celebration. The name’s Kelvin, Man so hot they had to rename the Celsius. … Continue reading To My Future Wife

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

Eternal Love

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 Smile

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

I Did It!

“Dr. Martins was in her office that afternoon when Steve went in for his appointment. An hour went by and they were still in there. I got tired of sitting by and the mental health magazines in the waiting area were just not doing it for me. I reached for the door to try and … Continue reading I Did It!

Octob-her

Her gaze faded into a distance, lost in a story she had but not hers to tell. The clouds grew heavy like the resentment in her heart and the winds whispered aspirations the world had for her but blew them away before they could settle like a gruesome tease. A constant push and pull that … Continue reading Octob-her

BREAST CANCER

WHAT IS BREAST CANCER? Submitted by Samuel Ndiema. Fact Checked by Dr. Kimani M (UON). Breast cancer is one of the most common cancers. Around one in nine women develop breast cancer at some stage in their life. In Kenya the prevalence rate is 40.3 per 100,000 women. Simply put, one out of every two … Continue reading BREAST CANCER

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

THANK YOU

My fever stated risingI could breath comfortably no moreI started coughing dangerouslyI could no longer taste or smellI appeared bluish and paleI was literally dyingBut you took me in fastThank you medic At the ICU I was losing itBuried in massive machinesAll I could see was angelic figuresWalking back and forthMy lungs were impoverishedYour diagnosis … Continue reading THANK YOU

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 … Continue reading Cheater

When I Find Her

I have this thing where I shut my best friend and a few of my closest friends off from my love life. Part of me really wants to tell someone about it all, but a greater part of me likes things as they are. Honestly, I kind of enjoy the looks on their faces whenever … Continue reading When I Find Her

Katerina

Look how you’re making my ice cream melt with your hotness. Hotness? Heat. Heat sounds better. Look how you’re making my ice cream melt with your heat you hot human. Katerina. I have come to take some Wings at Chicken Inn as I come up with my new Story with Saruuussshhhh. It has been a … Continue reading Katerina

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 … 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 … Continue reading Set A Thief

SECOND CHANCE

‘My name is Joker, I am a hitman. I am paid handsomely by the movers and shakers of this country to assassinate their enemies. Do you know what happens when you meet a hungry animal?’ ‘It will eat you’ ‘Why do you sound so terrified! You are right and you know what? My uncle used … Continue reading SECOND CHANCE

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

Aristotle Gave Us More than Philosophy

Originally posted on Story Empire:
Ciao, SEers. Have you ever heard the term polymath? I had to dig deep into my college days to remember the definition. (We won’t discuss how long ago that was.) A polymath is a person with knowledge in a wide range of topics. Polymaths go far beyond the Jack-of-all-trades-master-of-none level…

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

SMART CHOKORA IV

I never thought going back home would be so scary. In the eyes of many I was invincible, unshakeable and I felt so too but now I felt insecure. Afraid of the future, reality and of how events will conform after knowing the truth about my family. I inserted the key in the ignition space … Continue reading SMART CHOKORA IV

SMART CHOKORA III

I’ve never really taken time to admire my bedroom. Yeah…Patel bought me a decent home if you are wondering. I lay in bed staring at the beautiful floral designs on the ceiling and the glamorous lights. I kept imagining how skillful and determined this guy was. Speaking of determination, I realized that this was the … Continue reading SMART CHOKORA III

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

Beautifully Broken Momma

Drawn by sapienceA unique definition of sexy,The curves internalFlaws relatableAttractions peculiar Only she can explainThe hotness below the freezing pointThe chill above the boiling pointThe world she createsShe lives here- sexy in her own definition It was an illusionA spark for the momentAn existence just for todayJust like it came, it vanishedWe were left with … Continue reading Beautifully Broken Momma

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

SMART CHOKORA II

I opened my eyes, looked back and Patel was on the car door. He got in so excited and told me to drive as fast I could thinking I was his driver. As I drove, Patel narrated to me how he had enjoyed his night. He said that that was the night of all nights … Continue reading SMART CHOKORA II

SMART CHOKORA

A man is never born successful, successful people are made but as for me I will say that people make themselves successful. It doesn’t matter how; the end justifies the means. With that thought in mind, I decide to go out to hunt for success. But before I get out of my car, I look … Continue reading SMART CHOKORA

HATMA

He stopped prematurely, or so I thought. Normally, this was the time. The time when his hands would be empty except for one of the two misters. There were also times when a mister wasn’t in his hands but tucked well under his armpit. His face was solemn, as always, when we got to this … Continue reading HATMA

My First Time

Even as I write this today, almost nine months later, I can vividly remember how nervous I was. I could feel my anxiety slowly building up. I was trembling more than usual. My palms were extra sweaty. They are always sweaty for some reason, and cold too. Even on hot days. Even when I’m wearing … Continue reading My First Time

Anna 💐Bella 🧸

Originally posted on Wangui'sWordArt:
Aunt Annabell sat on the bench next to her balcony on a Saturday morning. It was 8:00 a.m and she was enjoying the rising orange sun from the East as she watched her blooming flowers. She stretched her toes out from her flip flops before looking up at the atmosphere.…