Her cries for help were more loud whispers than they were screams. Almost as though she did not want the aid that would soon follow were they to be heard. Sarah listened quietly, looking over at Kyle every few minutes to be sure the noise did not wake him. The slaps resounded and each echoed [read more…]
She reshuffled her weight from the left to the right buttock. Nervously, she took a look around the plush office. Dark brown mahogany table, a black leather swivel chair, a well- watered plant on top of an office cabinet in one corner and a litter bin beneath the photocopier machine. On the walls, several photos [read more…]
His feet aren’t only soled in imported shoes But will also settle for Akala or Safari Boots He doesn’t smoke to be a sports man or drink to keep walking He instead drinks Kenyan chai as he is working She is comfortable in her skin and hair And doesn’t need Brazilian or Fair She rarely [read more…]
When I look on a fellow blackman And imagine him tilling On a land faraway Naked For no pay The scars awaken We battle tears When we open history books To see black bodies being transported across seas of pages Their bells chiming sad songs as they walk From one continent to the next From [read more…]
Two weeks ago, I moved into this single room in Progressive area, Githurai Forty-Five. Wacha nikwambie, hassle za single room ni nyingi – from disagreements over who gets to fetch water at the tap first (the one who was first in line or the one whose jerrycan was in line first), to this neighbour who [read more…]
Amanda told me that her lips know the taste of poverty, Like Nelson Mandela knew the way to liberty, And that’s why she gives everything to charity. But I told her that, You can only know what poverty tastes like, If your mama, ever sacrificed the only ugali she’d earned, So you could have something [read more…]
The night air was still, not a cloud in the sky. He moved stealthily, taking cover in the long shadows created by the moon’s illumination on the various buildings on the homestead. Surely, everyone was asleep at this time, he thought. Every few steps he would stop and listen. He would take no chances. How [read more…]
Something was wrong. She had known it the moment she’d called his mobile and heard that female automated voice: “The number you have dialed is currently unavailable”. His phone was always on – unless he was sleeping. And he never went to sleep without calling her first. Making a split second decision, she picked up [read more…]
The Sand and Tree Monkeys Slippery Tree Forest. The Neo-Nazis & Ultra-Nationalists C/o Trump Acolytes Ok, there’s nothing funny about drowning, unless it’s a cartoon character trying to prevent that last bloop of air in the mouth from escaping (the soul attached to it like it were a weather balloon.) But then drowning is faster [read more…]
Oh, we were cool! At least from my end we were. I chose to look the other way not because it was the easiest thing in world to do but because it was the only right thing to do then. Moral reasoning, ethics and critical thinking; I tucked them away. I was rubbed the wrong [read more…]
