Category: Fiction
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Ipo Siku
His eyes feel grainy, as if they had fallen out into a bucket of sand and he hadn’t gotten all the particles out. He knows that he shouldn’t have stayed up for that long but you know, shit happens. It’s colder than he thought it’d be, and the chilling breeze hitting him from the open […]
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Stories From the Internet- Vol 1
I still see her contorted face sometimes. I don’t even have to actively think about her or the incident, it just happens, and the disturbing images bombard my head out of nowhere. It was nothing anyone could have seen coming, and I bet anyone that was present that day still has occasional nightmares about her […]
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Stewed!
Long ago, in a valley amongst the hills, a lamb was born. His mother, a young ewe, was one of the few animals that brought forth life on that fateful day. The shepherds broke into a dance that night and took beer in celebration of their growing flock. But this one lamb wasn’t like the […]
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Lala, Toto Lala…
I used to sleepwalk a lot when I was younger. I gradually got better with age, and now it’s more of speaking in my sleep than anything else. I’ve never seen a doctor about it. The closest thing I got to treatment was my mother tying me down to my bed. It’s probably why I’m […]
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Nakujia Wig
“Hii ndio the weirdest request nishaipata from anyone…” “I’m so sorry I asked, tunaeza assume I never asked urudi kwako tu kabla afike…” “Naah,nishacome… either way my life needs some drama,nimeboeka sana…” “Haha, I hope me asking for such a weird favour won’t make it awkward later tukipitana kwa stairs…” “Acha kwanza huyu dame yako […]
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Mawili Matatu…
We all have things, or people, that we’d rather remain in our past than have them sprout in the future and blindside us. You know, it sometimes feels like we are still the same people we were years ago but, are we really? Well, probably your favourite dessert hasn’t changed in the last decade, but […]
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A Game of Hearts
The hardest conversations are mostly had behind walls, in the dark sometimes, and so, my curiosity as a writer had me thinking… What if you were a fly perched on one of those walls, eavesdropping, listening to every word they said, what would your reaction be? Would you empathize or point fingers? Would you think […]
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The Sins of our Fathers
Her handkerchief was so wet from all the weeping she had been doing I felt guilty that I didn’t have an extra one. “My brother didn’t deserve kuuliwa, ata kama alikuwa amefanya nini…” she continued, rubbing her nose again. I knew our conversation would be a hard one to have but even then, I couldn’t […]
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The Doves of Nairobi
The kiosk she sat in was a few yards from the school’s gate. She hoped this was a safe distance to watch him from and not raise any alarm. Although she had a cap on, the makeshift umbrella she sat under also served as the perfect camouflage, allowing her to intently survey who came for […]
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Of Life, Love & Doughnuts
“You’re the first person that’s insisted tukutane in person…” I started as we settled in. “It’s because we know each other from way back, I don’t mind seeing a brother again,” he reiterated, roughly slapping my left shoulder from across the table. The morning looked like a funeral, grey and grim, with slight showers covering […]
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