
Takahiro
a short story by Judyannet Muchiri.
a short story by Judyannet Muchiri.
I Other people die and stay dead. Others leave and never come back. But not…
The boat drifted slowly on the endless turquoise sheet of the sea and it was…
1. If you ask me how my navel ring ended up in the back seat…
by Jane Doe —– I am in Mama’s stomach but she doesn’t know this yet.…
Mutembei keenly observes Mombasa beneath the inexorable sun, a town clinging on its designated part…
Madness entered Mama’s eyes the day Baba pushed my brother Boyi to Matwa Kei and…
Proceed from Part 2 *** The next day, I commit my first robbery. It is…
*Proceeds from Part 1* Father is snoring. Sometimes he growls and whistles through the nose,…
To be a criminal, you need a sorry background. My father works as a drunkard…
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