Made of music
On many hot weekend afternoons in dusty Kitengela, 1994, daddy would plonk me onto our…
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#UnusualUnits: Queen Gathoni [part 3]
continues from part 2 THE END BEGINS HERE. The beating of March 2010 was a…
#UnusualUnits: Queen Gathoni [part 2]
Continues from part 1 GEORGE We got married so that my father would shut up.…
#UnusualUnits: Queen Gathoni [part 1]
CITY COTTON I am one of those people who refuse to die. I do not…
Strangers in the night
The matatu did that thing Number 14s do where they lie ati they will pass…
From the valley of the deer
The pride we find in the jungle has no men in it. They are god…
Handicapped
The day went by largely unnoticed, without a bang— no social media hashtags, no fuming…
My Child, We Thought You Were Home
Monday, October 16 ended as all days do in Nyanza: with a Lake Sunset. Where…
The longest way home
Nothing makes you think about where else you want to live quite like an election.…
