Me and my demon

You hide her Behind the closet And she fits there in that tiny space where I never look So that I don’t see her when I’m home So that she peeps on me when I’m naked So that she peeps on your lips Craving them, looking to touch them   And she laughs out loud…

Luluness

Lulu grabbed the sweet whole and pushed it into her mouth whole, after unwrapping it. Her mouth was almost bursting open and she could not really close it well since the sweet was huge. It was the first time she ate a jaw breaker. She couldn’t smile well enough but Mimi and Sisi jiggled in…

Shhhhh!!

The Shouting Oh, the Shouting, How it rings in my ear, Like a whistle It’s too much Please, just STOP   The Shouting Because it sings in my head Like a cassette Over and Over again And I will break   Please, Just STOP I already heard you The first time How do you do…

One million views – Of Freedom

Abdi looked down all the time. Peeping at people once in a while to check if they had noticed him. The place was somehow stifled as people did not shout like they did in Nairobi, Business was quiet. It was about the afternoon and the sun was blazing. The lack of vegetation made it all…

To be Poor

I look all around the TV stations, switching between them, looking for something concrete to feed my mind. I have started to dismiss all the other types of so called news headlines because all there is purely a game of checkers, like amateurs. All I can see are people throwing stinky oranges and rotten bananas…

Psychologically Deranged

The wind would blow hard against their shirts and carried with it, a smudge of dust that would settle on top of their white, wide-open pages of their exercise books. Shaffi looked at the particles of dust- the tiny brown free and spiritless specks-as they uniformly arranged themselves on his English book. With one hand,…

Night Shift

Manda closed her eyes as she lifted her face towards the sky, feeling the warmth of the tropical breeze illuminate her smooth, moisturized face. Her tiny grey shorts squeezed under her but as she sat on the bare slick boot of Rickoe’s convertible just outside their house. Manda could now feel the conducted heat of…

Ice and Flow

Rickoe. He holds his pen in hand, looking at the sketched lines of rhythm, that have flowed into conception. His hands are all stiff and rigid by now. Rickoe has not had even a sniff of sleep all night. He has been cracking and banging his head all night long, trying to get this done.…

an Unpeaceful Purchase

He wielded the sledge hammer tightly enough that the sweat pores on his palm began to suffocate and his grip was loosening every passing second. Eshiwani had had enough. He waited long enough. He had looked at his precious television set with much pride. With much amazement of how he came to have one of…

Them Freckles

Mr. Omondi, the interrogator on duty, otherwise known as Omosh by his fellow work mates, could feel the cold, hard dew drop on the table in that small windowless room, in that cold lifeless morning. He hadn’t anticipated such an early call to work that day, but the nature of the case on the spotlight…