November 24th – Arketa.

November 24 2019, This is a true story that happened on the said date. She called me when I was going home. I was in a jav headed to town before I could catch another one to take me home. I sat next to the window. The window was half way open. The air flowed…

A-65

The word “forget” is such a heavy word especially when referring to a human being you last spoke to ages ago. I had forgotten about her. Burried her and built a tombstone on her grave in my bottomless pit of memory. A place where memories go to die with no hopes of surfacing up in…

Igho Ja Mbololo.

Somewhere in the dusty bowels of Taita Hills when dry, you’d walk out of the main door of the living room and decide to have a view of the surrounding in your balcony. You’d see the way the red earth goes on and on yonder beneath the anthills and contours. The way the red soil…

Drug Dealer.

The first time he was told to try it, he was sure convinced that it was not a gateway drug. Homie was taking diazepam pills just to make him forget things. Things he didn’t want to remember. Things that brought a bad memory to him. Those bad memories often jostled him back to reality in…

Not Good At Good-byes.

Your name is Keith, Too much pleasure is pain for you. Your girl spites you in vain. All you do is complain. You both need something to change. You both at the edge but none is willing to take that jump off the cliff. So one night after work, everything be working well for you…

November

Hey, It has been a while. I know it’s a bit lame if I said I had been thinking about you lately. But I would be lying to myself if I said I did not. Of course I do not want to look absurd by blowing up your phone with endless calls and texts. Nope….