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Ingo, 2025
Uncle is drinking again. Busaa. Puyaa. Changaa. All that jazz. Elixirs worthy of any gods. He is telling stories of his good old days, when a...
Your Mother Will Betray You
Every life has a price, and ours weighed less than the air around it.
That Silly Little Girl
At Wanyee Rd, off Naivasha Rd, off Ngong Rd, was a peddler, first name Bo, last name Lo. He sold shirts and shorts and weed on the side. Or...
The Moment Before The Messiah Comes
I knew I’d never see them again. I didn’t care. I knew they’d do it tonight, and they’d do everything: him on top, her on top, sideways, scissoring.
13 Reasons Why
1. This is how I remember it. Walking in town. Earbuds plugged in. I feel like Sakaja after I have dumped trash at someone’s door. That will...
The Coxswain
TukTuks and bodabodas like a line of maniac safari ants. Wazees in kanzus and taqiyah, ladies in buibuis and younger ones in deras. Boys in...
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