1, 2..we are back?

Hosts can be demanding, requiring you to get off your toes and pay your wages for overstaying your welcome. Mine is no different, they demand a fee for the duty of hosting my musings here at this page, failure to pay the […]

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Being 26

Caveat: This is a 500 word piece. One of those pieces that seem to have a backbone but is still on crutches If you have something more important to do I’d suggest finishing it first before coming back to watch me limp […]

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Baba

He had been sober for 10 years. A fixer for many, you needed your accounts balanced, he was the man, you needed your statements checked you would place the call to him. Baba an important man. A man working to feed his […]

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@20

I was born on January 3rd 1999, same night that my Uncle Mbugua died. According to some relatives I should have been a boy to carry on his spirit or at least that’s what was expected, there were no sonograms or gender […]

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Confidence in a shoe

I bought a pair of heels at night. You know the ones hawkers wash and display at night to create a facade that they sell original shoes. It was a risk I was taking, they called to me. One of these impulse […]

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November and beards?

Literary smartasses say that in order to write you have to have a structure, set an introduction followed by your narrative and finish with a bang of a conclusion. When they describe it like that writing seems like a burden, like a […]

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A thousand words letter to my son

My dear son I will probably name you Michel or Nicholas because I’m one of those people inclined to name their children after their favorite character in a book or Movie. You might grow to be embarrassed by the name I give […]

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A tètè-a-tètè

There is no greater joy than the feeling of unclasping your bra at the end of the day and throwing it randomly in any direction as far away as you can. Freedom is made of this. No man will ever know this […]

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The metal box

It’s a devil’s playground; Juja, with scorching heat, every inch of clothing hot and sticky and the wind occasionally stirring up the dust. Dust that’s never ending and deliberately blows up in your face just to make it clear ‘it’s here to […]

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