[This article first appeared on my bi-weekly column The Bachelor dated 12/01/2015 in The Modern African Guy website] You know that thing that people refer to as…
[Author’s Note: Originally published in Kwani?06. But that version has several grammatical errors and typos. None of which were of my doing. This is the…
She sees the marks that raindrops left on the tarmac when they hit the ground, and immediately imagines how long it would take her to…
There are certain things that scratch my soul. Things like campus ladies who cannot spell, and therefore end up sending a message on Facebook that…
I felt it, but I couldn’t put it into words. My relationship with Olumide was not going well. Today, those nagging thoughts at the back…
We stare into each other. We are at the airport. We have said countless I-love-you-s, but it does not seem enough. We look at each…
I am he, who was brought up before you,but for you I am the Prince Charming, the Knight in shining armour but… I will not…
The elegance and flamboyance of the First Lady, She walks with a sad demeanor, Eyes sunken and pregnant with unflowing tears. But for once, her…
There is an Engen filling station along Parklands Road. It stands stoically opposite a kiosk which serves also an Mpesa stand as well as a…
I am a son of a woman, a black woman, black, because she is too coloured. I am a son of a woman, this woman…