Made of music
On many hot weekend afternoons in dusty Kitengela, 1994, daddy would plonk me onto our…
Author Eric Onyango
Eric Onyango
Words are living things. There is no life lived to its fullest without madness and passion. I want my life to be proud of me by the time we part ways.
Kenya Has Not Healed
We were bundled at home that fateful December. Uncle had gone missing since taking his…
My Last One Night Stand | by Eric Onyango Otieno
Two weeks into discovering my writing, it was time, she felt, to try connecting with…
[POETRY] Feels | by @RixPoet
The truth is I have shed leaves Struck down by goodbyes That cared not a…