27 Years Old

B.N Wendo We always joked about dying before our twenty-seventh birthdays. The disillusion haunted us. The five of us. We always did what typical campus students did. Wake up late. Scroll through the class whatsapp group to find out whether the scruffy middle-aged lecturer would make it to class. And decide how the day shallContinue reading “27 Years Old”

THE CREATURE ON MY CANVAS

By B.N Wendo It has been over an year now. And there is still that horrid memory lingering in my mind. It never goes away. It never dissipates. I have moved from that town. And discarded the ardor for my craft. Reinvented my life. Booked therapy sessions. But the memory still won’t go away. AndContinue reading “THE CREATURE ON MY CANVAS”

‘I AM NOT A BIPHOBE- I JUST HATE BISEXUAL MEN’

By Brian Nzomo Good morning Brian. Two weeks ago, I was exasperated by an episode that has shaken me to the core. Honestly, I cannot dissever myself from the bog of shock and shame and disbelief. Imagine, my boyfriend had the audacity to cheat on me. And deny it with a straight face despite myContinue reading “‘I AM NOT A BIPHOBE- I JUST HATE BISEXUAL MEN’”

THAT JUNGLE

By Wendo wa Manyondo It is one of those hot oppressive days. Wuod Ogola has strolled around the town for several hours; enduring the famous stench of Kangemi’s alleys, and the dustiness of its murram roads. He is looking for a job. Any job. But the quest was proving fruitless… His legs cramped. The toesContinue reading “THAT JUNGLE”

STORIES OF THE DILAPIDATED HUMAN.

MWANAIDI’S STORY By Brian Nzomo Brian, I have muzzled this darkness for long and I don’t know how long I can let it enshroud me in secrecy. I am a thirty year old single mother. I have a son, Jeremy, who is a month shy of marking his ninth birthday. I also have a boyfriendContinue reading “STORIES OF THE DILAPIDATED HUMAN.”

STORIES OF THE DILAPIDATED HUMAN.

MICHAEL’S STORY. By Brian Nzomo I was seemingly satisfied with the type of lifestyle I was leading until I made a three-day stay at a cousin’s place. Frank was an year older than me, and I considered him more handsome and outgoing. He was also fly, enigmatic and passionately ethereal. But one thing about himContinue reading “STORIES OF THE DILAPIDATED HUMAN.”

A WOMAN’S VENGEANCE.

By Brian Nzomo. He drove home excitedly. He had big news for his beloved wife, Sheila. At last, he had neutered himself at the request of his wife. David had always ensured he gave her everything, and ensured she would give in to her every whim and demand. Because he knew it was the onlyContinue reading “A WOMAN’S VENGEANCE.”

IS IT LOVE… OR IS IT US.

By Brian Nzomo It is not uncommon for anyone to come across somebody trashing relationships on Social media. It is not rare for anyone to read paragraphs and paragraphs of how relationships don’t work, or of how love is nothing but a scam. We live in a century whose social dynamics have been wrought byContinue reading “IS IT LOVE… OR IS IT US.”

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