Soni
She fell, and now her face looks like a broken heart. I did not mean…
Author Magunga
Magunga
I drink and write things.
The World Was Silent When We Died
I was with Mukundi and deMaitha on Tom Mboya Street when I saw it. I…
Why Do You Write? African Writers Reveal Their Reasons
Writers are like gifts. They come in different shapes, sizes, forms, and even more diverse styles.…
The Review: AKELLO
When it begins, it is stupid most of the time. It could be over a…
A Rebel’s Apology
I get home at 10pm, partly because of Oduor Jagero’s True Citizen book launch, and partly…
Only God Can Judge Me
You do not want to be online when exam results are released. Especially when they are…
Raped in Campus
There are certain things that scratch my soul. Things like campus ladies who cannot spell,…
Copywriting For Dummies
You have been in school for twenty years when you think of it. 3 years…
Tafaria Castle
Money cannot buy you happiness. But it will build you a castle in the middle…
The Disappearing Men of Bukom
Author’s Note: “I thought it might be a good idea to share something with you…