Originally published in Arts and Africa This man Madam Nyambura calls Daktari does not look to me like a doctor doctor, maybe just one of those people who know how to cut...

I curled myself on the living room couch, staring at our hunchback Sanyo TV, but not really watching it It was a Sunday afternoon, so Sinbad must have been screening I was lost...

I had finally had it with Mother Karua I was done Fuck this shit, I must’ve muttered to myself It was the last day of August holidays and as usual, that was the night I chose to...