Nothing makes you think about where else you want to live quite like an election. No one leaves home unless…
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The phone rang. Mama picked. Three minutes after ‘hello’ she was still listening. “Thank you,” she finally said. She then…
It ends on a cold night in a club, with us deciding to be friends. And not the kind of friends we’ve always been.
1. If you ask me how my navel ring ended up in the back seat of his blue Subaru I…
by Jane Doe —– I am in Mama’s stomach but she doesn’t know this yet. The day she will find…
It started like this. The Doc said I have a syndrome. When the syndrome comes, it sets my spine on…
Mutembei keenly observes Mombasa beneath the inexorable sun, a town clinging on its designated part on the warm palms of…
This story was shortlisted for the Writivism 2016 Short Story Prize
Proceed from Part 2 *** The next day, I commit my first robbery. It is a woman walking alone at…
*Proceeds from Part 1* Father is snoring. Sometimes he growls and whistles through the nose, sometimes he sounds like the…
To be a criminal, you need a sorry background. My father works as a drunkard and my mother is the…