Kandisi’s Water (and something else)

Kandisi’s Water (and something else)

I was born in a part of Nairobi that is no longer a part of Nairobi and I grew up there as well. Rongai. This was long before it was so far away that people had to start seeking out visas for travel endeavors there (this statement is not supported by fact). Believe it or not, bus fare from home… View Post
In my quest for a job

In my quest for a job

I sigh softly as my behinds make contact with the cold cement slab beneath me. You see, like any other Kenyan about to graduate, I’ve been trying to get a job. Currently, a job with Deloitte. That is why I am here in Chiromo for an uptitude test. We are so many of us here. You’d mistake us for fellows… View Post
..she became flawless

..she became flawless

  Shaken hands with pain one too many times; Admiration and her name appear not in one sentence. Abuse of the Queen’s language it’d be deemed Her paper heart, broken over and over again And poorly stitched, She no longer cares about being okay. Surviving, however torturous, seems way easier. Yet, Something about this son of Adam, Something she can’t… View Post
A withered soul

A withered soul

Tears? They are a language to whose eloquence He toots his horn Think he is all alone in this world? No. Nightmares are his eternal companions Sorrow and he? Inseparable lovers Pain and he make good synonyms Fate grilled his lithe soul And deemed him unworthy of its goodness. His eyes, formerly vibrant Now carry eternal hollowness As he watches… View Post
The evil reaper

The evil reaper

  Like a friend who betrayed his own, the stars shyly peeped from above. In softest of hums, the winds blew over my skin, caressing me in and out. Soothing the pain out of my soul. As the angel of death prowled about, lewdly sucking the daylights out of me. While my limbs, in resignation sagged, the bad reaper scooped the life right out… View Post
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