
Lemon Pancakes | by Judyanette Muchiri
We will have a beautiful church wedding. We will celebrate, look at the people as…
We will have a beautiful church wedding. We will celebrate, look at the people as…
Jabali’s eyes flicker open with painful uncertainty. The full glare of the sun lands on…
I am in the latrine now. Baba says that my ancestors need my urine so…
*** The previous semester. I was not even planning on going for that party. Being…
Mosquito larvae shared gutter space with floating cadavers. Chopped hairy thighs. Grass had grown wild…
It’s around mid-day and I am at home. I am alone because the sorghum plants…
[Author’s Note: Originally published in Kwani?06. But that version has several grammatical errors and typos.…
She sees the marks that raindrops left on the tarmac when they hit the ground,…
After the call, and without thinking again, Festus, my only son, took the glass, half-filled…
After three years without even a wink from a man, Jessica will finally have a…
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