I Killed a Man Last Night
It started like this. The Doc said I have a syndrome. When the syndrome comes,…
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You Beg For The Little Things
You also beg for the little things. You beg him to eat. You beg him…
She Would Talk To Her God
She would talk to her god, often, and he would respond. ‘But,’ she would start,…
Stan’s Motorbike | by Oprah K Oyugi
Your neon green bandage mini skirt rolls up as you sit on his bare, hairy…
I Smile Back – by Abigail Arunga
There’s a chunk of my finger in the potato salad. Only because everyone at this…
A Tale of Two Fingers | by Abigail Arunga
I was fingered once on my back in front of the maize cobs that waved…
Honeyed Memories & Other Pictories by Ngartia Bryan and Kimani Wandaka
A pictory is a picture and a story speaking of and from each other. That is how…
God Erred on a Sunday
It is a rare Sunday when the guest preacher doesn’t speak about a seventh heaven.…
A Sentence I Wish I Wrote; African Writers Confess
Sometimes I find myself reading stories from books, blogs, social media posts, newspapers, poems (not…
