Ms. Kairu [by Janet Wahu]

Mama and I are gossiping Ms. Kairu over sizzling onions, She spits in the sink when I recreate the Church scene: yellow thighs slightly parted in the front pew culminating in black knees, I do not mention the Pastor’s gaze, She does not have to but she points out the irony in her name, By [read more…]

My Safe Space [by Magdaline Nyambura]

I am really excited that I will be voting for the first time, come 8th August. For the first time, my voice will be heard and count in determining who will be the president for the next five years. However, I am troubled. I am unsure of the state of the nation after 8th August. [read more…]

23 [by Melodious Nyanchama]

At 23 years of age, I am be deemed ready for marriage, to take a job offer, to stop eating that paper that usually encases a queen cake and a few other trivial things like fixing Ugali that is hard enough for Wafula to enjoy. Except that I am not ready for any of those. [read more…]

Doctor Strange: [A Movie Review by Sheena Mpungu]

Mind over matter. Isn’t that how the saying goes? When a highly accomplished and arrogant neurosurgeon severely damages his hands in a car accident, he believes his life is over. I must point out that the fatal accident was caused by his own carelessness. However, I suppose that’s beside the point. The neurosurgeon, Doctor Stephen [read more…]

Now Here We Are [by Hinga Mwonjoria]

It would have been easier for all of us if you had typed that it will be your death day. I wouldn’t have attended your event and stabbed your neck in rage. The mob wouldn’t have killed me too. If only you had typed the truth. But instead, you typed that it will be your [read more…]

Gym Chronicles [by Sarah Mwangi]

This tall, lean guy in grey draw-string pants and a blue hoodie stands hesitantly at the entrance, looks about then walks into the room. Someone is changing songs on the music system, several are chatting while others lounge lazily on the floor. Only one is stretching, jogging – warming up for the session. Faded, oversize [read more…]

Clouded Thoughts [by Fifi Fiona]

Memories still fresh in my mind as if all this happened just a while ago. I beat myself up every time, I think about it. Like, why didn’t I see the signs earlier, why didn’t I read in between the lines, why did I let myself get fooled by that first kiss? (there was some [read more…]

Napkin Thoughts [by Kikete FM]

These aren’t disparities, Our differences Are simply the tributaries To the Great River Of our common purposes; Race, ethnicity Islam, Christianity Blind us from our true essence That humanity grows from our connectedness From experiencing each other Having a brother from another mother A neighbor turned lover; Black defines Absence of all prejudice White shows [read more…]

When We First Met [by Elizabeth Opiyo]

The first time I met Seth, I was confused and infused I couldn’t wait to tell him that he was cute, I wasn’t sure if Electric was the right word for his eyes that had already been locked into mine. I lacked the exact slang word to use; between hottie or a hunky. And I [read more…]

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