The creature stretched itself lazily in front of its custom made mirror.With its one good eye,it scoped out the little room,shrouded in semi-darkness.Was this real life?Was it just fantasy?It recalled lazing on the plush purple velvet pillow in the afternoons while licking its fur to the sounds of Bohemian Rhapsody and the taste of freshly … Continue reading Shika Paka Power:The Cat Influencer.
“It was his birthday last week,” she said, “and we used to do this weeklong birthday thing the whole 15 years we were together. I would send him a text after waking up, every morning of that week, and every evening before going to bed. Even if we were in the same room, sharing the … Continue reading Congratulations, Happy Birthday and Goodbye!
I do not know about the most of you. About how you lived your nights or how you survived blackouts whenever our "dearest" (KPLC) was out on a routine maintenance of her incompetence. For us, we would tell tales and it was during these moments that we would hear all the craziest myths there is. … Continue reading The Art of Storytelling:The Lottery.
TAO-CHINESE CLASSICAL TEXTS Heaviness is the basis of lightness.Stillness is the standard of activity.Thus the Master travels all day without ever leaving her wagon.Even though she has much to see, is she at peace in her indifference.Why should the lord of a thousand chariots be amused at the foolishness of the world?If you abandon yourself … Continue reading
They say people do crazy things for love, but I do crazy things for food. Specifically carbs. Specifically those made from wheat. I'm talking pasta, bread (like that pretentious-sounding but magical kwasson), cake, pizza, chapati. If food had celebrities, wheat products would forever be on magazine covers in perfect lighting and with expensive garnishes and … Continue reading Spend the Night with Me
Our math teacher we called wise man for reasons I’d rather not get into. He was, and probably still is, the typical math teacher. The mwalimu niachie huyo kind. Clean shaven head, nerdy glasses, plaid shirt tucked neatly into his khakis with a belt, some ugly loafers and there was always an unmatching over-sized coat … Continue reading Happy
When I was in high school, my Kiswahili teacher would tell me that I should work hard and pass my KCSE. That after I landed in university, I could coast through without studying and get straight A’s. That girls would be falling over themselves trying to get at me etc. I was promised everything short … Continue reading The Abyss of Dreams
I see you walking towards us even before she can introduce you. OMG! THE WALK! I mean I've never doubted Natasha's taste but you are definitely a hit. The tight fitting half-way buttoned up white shirt gives off the effect you want, you slut. Well tucked in your grey suit pants that are just an … Continue reading TAMED
So apparently for some of us, the things we can’t say with our mouths we say with our hands and the other party responds. But for you, things you can’t say with your mouth, you say with tens of Instagram paragraphs and dedicated whatsapp statuses and I think I’m a bit fed up with the … Continue reading Find Another
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 … Continue reading The Bad Friend – A letter to myself