To All The Girls I’ve Loved Before 1

I didn’t get a warning, I don’t think anyone else did really. It was in class six I think when it happened. One morning, the soundtrack to my life, (that background music always playing in your head, you are listening to it right now, don’t lie.) suspiciously changed tune from hard angst-filled rock to rom-com …

Honest Henry

What if, just what if, people told the truth? Not once in a while, not just for the big things, not half-truths and shady truisms but the pure open (most likely hurtful) truth. Imagine a world of no white lies, no advertisements devised by marketers reminiscent of classic cartoon villains, no walking on eggshells around …

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 …

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 …

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 …

You Eat What You Kill

Asians have dragons and us Africans, well we have lions. They are the ultimate symbol of masculinity across the whole continent. Peerlessly graceful when they hunt, magnificent when they bathe in the sunset of the savannah, bravery and power enshrined in one being. My old man  (he’s Maasai you see.) loved to regale me with …

The Bad Friend – A letter to myself

I haven’t been a good friend, at least I don’t feel that I have been lately. Friendships are squirmy complicated organisms, they’re like babies, when you have them fed, washed and properly put in their cots for rest, they suddenly seem to be possessed by the ghost of Michael Jackson (smooth criminal mike, not thriller …

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 …

The You That Lives In your Head.

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 …

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 …