By Brian Nzomo The world around me is a quilt of dense darkness. It has been that way for a week now, and am still maimed by disbelief. ‘It cannot be,’ it rings in my mind. ‘This is a nightmare. Wake me up, for this is a bloody nightmare.’ A cold palm is firmly placedContinue reading “DARK, SILENT, AND PEACEFUL”
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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.”
TWISTED.
By Brian Nzomo. When I first met Sheila’s parents, I was anxious at first because they were stinking rich. I was not doing bad financially, but I was afraid they would turn our fianceeship down on those grounds. Sheila convinced me that her parents were liberal enough to oversee petty reasons for not liking me.Continue reading “TWISTED.”
A NIGHT HUNT.
By Brian Nzomo. On that fateful night of a cold July, Mutunga’s father Mativo was in his barn sharpening his machete. It was a brand new machete and he loved to keep it maintained well as possible. “Aiii weee!” Kaveni his wife puzzled. “Are you going out to the bush right now? Or do youContinue reading “A NIGHT HUNT.”
HOPELESS.
By Brian Nzomo. No one could really point out exactly why despair seemed fond of her. They say that everyone was born to experience the sweetness of life to its cloy, and also experience the bitterness of it. But boy oh boy! Milkah’s life was just one hell of falling tower. For this flower, thereContinue reading “HOPELESS.”
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.”
ALONE AND JADED AT DEATH.
BY Brian Nzomo. Here I lay on the bed as death whispers to my ear. Frigid mornings dominated by weariness. Rainy afternoons when the harsh drops pounded the ironsheet roof. And the days shutting their doors without even a glimmer of sunlight. “How fast do the fountains of fortune dry up? ” I wallow inContinue reading “ALONE AND JADED AT DEATH.”
THE ENTITLEMENT.
BY Brian Nzomo. Cultures across the world have polished their stories, myths and beliefs to reflect upon their primitive desire to reign over other groups of people. Humans are socialized to live in groups just like every other beast in the animal kingdom. This natural instinct has made man to always incline by the socialContinue reading “THE ENTITLEMENT.”
MY DEAR CHILDREN.
By Brian Nzomo. To my loving children, None of you know me. None of you have ever met me before. By the time this letter gets to you, both of you would be wondering; from whom does this letter originate from, and what purpose does he have in writing this letter to us? I understandContinue reading “MY DEAR CHILDREN.”
KONDOO ALIYEPATIKANA
Na Brian Nzomo Sikujua ni jambo lipi lililonipeleka kanisani Jumapili hiyo, wala sikuelewa ari hiyo ilinigubuka vipi. Miaka kumi sikupata kutia miguu yangu katika maabadi yoyote. Shughuli mzo, safari za hapa na pale na anasa za dunia zilinimeza zote nikasahau kuitenga angalau siku moja kumshukuru mungu kwa “neema zake”. Hapo mwanzoni kabla ya kupotoka kwangu,Continue reading “KONDOO ALIYEPATIKANA”
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