Wanja, Sunny and Me
It’s around mid-day and I am at home. I am alone because the sorghum plants…
Browsing: Fiction Stories
The Night Cap
She moaned as he dismounted but it was more out of relief than pleasure. He…
Farah Aideed Goes To Gulf War
[Author’s Note: Originally published in Kwani?06. But that version has several grammatical errors and typos.…
Meanwhile Outside, It’s Raining
She sees the marks that raindrops left on the tarmac when they hit the ground,…
Julian | by Judyanette Muchiri
I was new in that neighbourhood. I came from the village to work for this…
Dead Love
After the call, and without thinking again, Festus, my only son, took the glass, half-filled…
Waiting To Exhale
Bahati slowly pushed the front door open, afraid to make a sound. She peeked outside…