My Thirty Cents

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"How does it feel to be thirty?" The older the Berry...? If you have watched The Men's Club, then are you familiar with the phrase. That's not the point anyway. I'm in a Nganya somewhere along Ngong Road as I write this. Nganya, for my people in Diaspora, is a bus. Not any ordinary bus. … Continue reading My Thirty Cents

By The Edge of The Bridge

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I gave must have given him so much power that he's reigned for years un-opposed. I have been his devoted puppet, always ready to jump at any jerk of the string. Brian gained access into my life to the degree that he logs in and out at his convenience. When he's logged out, all my … Continue reading By The Edge of The Bridge

Worthy Of Love

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Babe! Wine on me tonight, you in? She asked. Always. I said in jest. Haha! Did I really need to ask? The question should have been, "Red or white"? Noted. Shall we do this again? Haha, Let's pretend it's what you asked and I'll say red. Ah! You too? Red wine is for fussers. Women … Continue reading Worthy Of Love

The Foot of Thompson Falls

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I find a shedload of peace at the foot of Thompson Falls My people, do you remember Joel? We talked about him here. The tall black guy I met in a matatu that evening the rains flooded the streets of Nairobi...Remember now? Well I needed a saviour and the shoe fit him perfectly. Because a … Continue reading The Foot of Thompson Falls

Let Me Take From My Cup

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My mind has been wandering a lot lately. Whenever I sit behind this keyboard to talk about Joel, I get lost in my thoughts. My imagination begins to overlap with reality and I start to worry over things unrelated to the task. I eventually delete everything and tuck myself to bed believing it was some … Continue reading Let Me Take From My Cup

Divided Attention

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When we fight, we go at it tooth and nail. We will be standing toe to toe at each other’s throats exchanging ugly words nearly scratching each other’s eyes out and splitting hairs. We will make an issue of something and we will cross swords fighting like cats and dogs. It’s unhealthy but also therapeutic. … Continue reading Divided Attention

Hopelessness

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I was his mint chocolate chip. I often puzzled about whatever it is Gab saw in me. I was at my lowest. I always had on loose-fitting pants and t-shirts to hide my skin-and-bones. I had lost too much weight from the stress I was battling at the time. I had come from a marriage … Continue reading Hopelessness

A Blessing In Disguise

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Aatma is slavishly beautiful. She has marble eyes - bright and beautiful; they let her see things you cannot see. Like the expression on your face when you make a mistake. Should she gaze at you, she'll certainly reduce you to ashes.Her skin tone is a shade of brown; moderate brown and she stands at … Continue reading A Blessing In Disguise

Local HeartAche

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Jared, (not his real name) called me one evening. I have not known his voice to have any kind of emotions. I have known him long enough to know he has a savorless speech pattern. Just flat. We went to the same school at some point. We were never really close though. I will not … Continue reading Local HeartAche

My Cup of Hot Lemon

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Friday's are unusually very long. Especially for me when I have a date with a story after work. My day job involves something far, very far, from story telling, but I get to hear more than enough stories before close of business. Like how this woman took a loan from the Bank for her ex-husband. … Continue reading My Cup of Hot Lemon