It started on 7th February. Ndagi found a bright yellow handkerchief on her desk. “Whose is this?” she asked nobody in particular. Her workmates never stayed close to her long enough to listen. “I found a…never mind." She left the handkerchief in the pointy corner of her work desk. The next day she found a … Continue reading Valentine’s is Coming
Tag: African
Girl, Gun, Goat
When he’s good, I am a girl. I am his baby, his kabisi ka ndagala. He can’t keep his eyes off me when I sashay around his apartment. I curl like a kitten around him whenever I visit. I perfume my thighs and bras. I laugh like a tiny bell at everything and nothing. When … Continue reading Girl, Gun, Goat
Falling Wind
Photo by Ekrulila: https://www.pexels.com/photo/shadow-reflection-on-glass-with-dripping-water-2838561/ I hate to travel. Travelling is for people who believe that something is missing within; something they can find in another part of the world. I am not an Eat-Pray-Love kind of person. I eat homegrown matooke. I have prayed at the same church for decades, and I’m still coming to … Continue reading Falling Wind
UNDER THE WOLF’S BONNET
In this Think-Like-A-Man world, this Fault-in-our-Stars universe, it embarrasses me to say that I am inept at love. Falling in love is something most people have to resist. Shaking off suitors should be as easy as wearing lipstick. I am still staggering in nine-inch heels when it comes to understanding how romance works. I believe that my inefficiency at … Continue reading UNDER THE WOLF’S BONNET



