Nightdancing
The faces started to blur after a while. Why remember them? Each one was the…
Browsing: Fiction Stories
The way beautiful things break
At dawn, she drags herself from the bed, leaving the sheets ruffled into a heap…
The Orchard of Broken Dreams
I Other people die and stay dead. Others leave and never come back. But not…
For Whom the Light Shines
The boat drifted slowly on the endless turquoise sheet of the sea and it was…
Caníbales
The phone rang. Mama picked. Three minutes after ‘hello’ she was still listening. “Thank you,”…
Onesies Never Worn
Where I come from, they don’t name a child until seven days and seven nights…
Resentment
1. If you ask me how my navel ring ended up in the back seat…
Dead On Arrival
by Jane Doe —– I am in Mama’s stomach but she doesn’t know this yet.…
I Killed a Man Last Night
It started like this. The Doc said I have a syndrome. When the syndrome comes,…
The Swahilification of Mutembei
Mutembei keenly observes Mombasa beneath the inexorable sun, a town clinging on its designated part…