Written by Highest Kite from the series ‘Rebel’Read by Natasha W. Muhanji why is everything war? a walk outsidea lie in bed thoughts of days aheada sudden mention of my name do I know who I am/’ve become? I …
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Written by Highest Kite On the first Sunday of the year, a man touched you wrong. Eight months later, you still see him washing cars, clearing grass, gravel and dirt, but more often, tending to the …
Written by Nyambura My friend fervently writes to me on 20th August: “OMG babe! I have just met the most interesting man at the Sunset Bar.” She is enjoying her vacation in Zanzibar. In response, I …
Your phone vibrates with a notification. You ignore it. You’re hungry as shit and trying to fix something to eat. It vibrates again and the sound irritates you. You don’t like that the sound interrupts Asake …
Written by Wolverine Tired of feeling ashamed,Tired of letting words slice me like a blade,Tired of seeing looks that make me want to be invisible, I close my door, look at myself in the mirror,Start to …
To the one who first showed me love, I’m sorry. I remember the late-night calls filled with hours of conversation, and the way you always made me laugh.I remember how you helped me to open up,and …
When Frank returned from work that evening, he kissed Uche on the cheek. He tucked his socks into his shoes, waving off as he always did Uche’s offer to do it for him. Ifunaya descended the …
Uche wanted to tear out her own ears. “What did you say?” She asked her daughter, Ifunaya. “Say it again, I did not hear you well.” “I said that. . .Uncle Frank entered my room last …
“Hi, mamas! What do you do when your beautiful baby boy (only 19) wants to start dating? I was his first love and I just can’t imagine another girl. It’s hard.” Most people can immediately see …
Par B. Armstrong Ma grand-mère m’a dit un jour que le seul garçon qui valait la peine de pleurer était un mort et que la meilleure façon d’oublier quelqu’un de vieux est d’en trouver un nouveau. …