Harriet Anena is not as loud as many of my poet friends At face value, she is a normal Ugandan beauty with the air that acutely contrasts her view of the world around her But when...

Discussing culture is like walking mindlessly into a minefield It is a subject that attracts unwarranted emotive outbursts especially when it converges at its most sensitive apex:...

South Africa happens to be my dream destination in Africa It is the place where some of the most intriguing people and cultures of the continent are found If not for much, I just...

I’ll never forget the day it happened 13th September 2014 It was an unusually warm and sunny Saturday, considering it had been raining heavily for the past few weeks Why can’t...

Consider this; “despite our wheel, our plasma tablet and our tweets about the wrongs of those who rule, well, what of concrete-crumb Nairobi when these craters fire, the...

Just before going to the Writivism 2015 Workshop in Dar es Salaam, I wrote this post At the end I said “Sometimes people talk about writing and get so academic I just sit there,...

I was in the passenger seat, waiting defiantly for her to insist for the third time that I should strap in my seat belt I dislike anything that restrains me- be it promises or...

When the announcement was made for last year’s Caine Prize nominations, it was explicit about ‘looking for the next NoViolet Bulawayo’  Bulawayo won the prize in 2011 for...

I was with Mukundi and deMaitha on Tom Mboya Street when I saw it I have no idea how, given the jostling of pregnant women, dodging giant handbags and shaking off the street kids...

‘Blood speaks,’ the matriarch Bweeza tells her brother Kanani Kintu, reflecting on his futile attempts to break away from family bonds and the past As each of the characters...