Written by Highest Kite, from the ‘Rebel’ series You know what’s funny but dangerously not funny? How none of my friends nor I want childrenTwo of us have had abortionsone of us more than once Don’t ask me how, don’t ask me why Between them, both my grandmothers had sixteen children. One had nine, the other seven. Today, only thirteen survive. Our mothers each had four children. Today, only ten of the twelve survive Of our Moms, one’s been asleep since April last year, her sleep is long, …
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Written by Wolverine Once upon a time I was young & carefree,Naive and in love.I lacked for nothing.I had my twin babies planned.I had wanted a ring with an emerald flower centerpiece.I wanted a gown, in …
Written by Highest Kite, from the ‘Rebel’ series whatever My face is wet whatever My heart is heavy whatever My mind is cramped whatever He won’t text back whatever My lips feel sewn whatever How do …
Written by Wolverine It’s been a long, hectic week. Stress has consumed me day & night. Constant chats, On and off calls, Threads of ongoing emails. The screen torturing my eyes begins to create a throbbing …
Written by Highest Kite, from the ‘Rebel’ series President William Samoei Ruto killedabducted and insulted his young critics ShameIs not what he sleeps with GoldIs what he, his family and companions risk Kenya for Faith Is waning, short-ranged, …
Written by Toluwani The apartment was dark and silent when they entered and smelled sweetly of sandalwood. Being home calmed Anansi immensely. She had secured her prey. She shut the door softly and turned on the …
Written by By Toluwani (Note: Oxa is pronounced Osha) At 6:35 am, the sun snuck in through the window and alighted on Anansi’s face. She awoke with a start, already on her feet, naked, and covered …
We are flowers sprouting in a desert of homophobia. Our petals are bright, and our leaves have uncoiled, despite the cold. It is Nairobi in June. Everywhere you walk, we exist; some of us visible, others …
Written by Nyambura I jolt awake at 4:31 am, because his mouth is on mine and he is pulling my body to his, with a sense of urgency. One of his hands is wrapped around my …
Written by Highest Kite My face as an escort is the same one I wear as a distant sister, a flunking student, a stubborn daughter, a woman on the bus on her way to a client, …
Written by Highest Kite from the ‘Rebel’ collection Today it was in my heart. Yesterday, in my toes and the other day, in my spirit singing fuck you …