The cake we couldn’t have

”You do not fall for your best friend. They are a cake you can neither have nor eat.” Like a mass of beautiful darkness, it stood on her head like a defiant soldier. Its strands stubborn and deliberate. Her hair. It was my favorite thing about her. Jael’s hair was a statement by itself. The […]

Avocado in the night.

Yester night, while ya’ll were sleeping, I killed an avocado that knew no sin during its lifetime. You heard me right, I killed an avocado that had seen and accepted the light. An avocado that has died and risen with Christ. My people, I ended the life of an avocado that was raised by two […]

A woman and her heels

If you ever see me in heels, walking gracefully- probably more gracefully than the duchess of Cambridge- that is me reaping the fruits of my labor. That is me living a purpose-driven life. That is the daughter of my mother living her one true dream. Most of my life in-doors is spent practicing my walk […]

23

At 23 years of age, I am be deemed ready for marriage, to take a job offer, to stop eating that paper that usually encases a queen cake and a few other trivial things like fixing Ugali that is hard enough for Wafula to enjoy. Except that I am not ready for any of those. […]

Of distance relationships.

Currently, I am in a distance relationship. A moment of silence there for my strong heart. Between my guy and I, lies the vast carpet of the Atlantic Ocean and its ferocious man-eating crocodiles. Like a normal Christian who tithes faithfully except when I get windfall money (which is all the time), I am greatly […]

The fault in my chapatis

All my life, I have dated men from church. Men who speak of the realms of the blessed. Men who sing, and sing good. Men who love to call upon the higher Man. You can not blame me. It is partly my mama’s doing. She, like any other African parent, instilled it in me that […]

Tales from my love life

  My love life is chaotic. It is like a cluttered kitchen sink full of dishes piled up, all the way to the lowest staircase of heaven. It is like tea made of ginger, sugar, salt, milk and pepper. The only thing keeping me sane is the simple fact that I’m in campus anyway, no […]