Stalker in my Head

Stalker in my Head

I am struggling to breathe. I am panting. I am trying, in vain, to pull myself up. There are a million sharp needles sitting tight on my…

Voices in Your Head

Voices in Your Head

“You curl up in bed as you listen to Charlie Puth’s “attention”. You wonder if you’re the being who just wants attention; nothing more…

Locked

Locked

The first time I set foot at a police station, I sat in one of the dingy corners, on a thin, short, hard wooden bench, with my arms folded…

Bad Words

Bad Words

I was about eight years old when someone walked up to me and said, “It is because your mother is the class teacher, that is why you are…

In Questions (Part 2)

In Questions (Part 2)

Beautiful, is such a lousy way to describe me; Ijeoma Umebinyuo (If you haven;t read the first part of this, click here) “…But because words…

In Questions

In Questions

I haven’t written in quite some time. My creative mojo, like everyone else, seems to have decided to work from home, and clearly, my head…

Fallen Crowns

Fallen Crowns

(For the silent nights that go unnoticed, because all the memories we have of them are tear-soaked pillows. For the lights that shine a…

Mathematics

Mathematics

(In loving memory of David Wekesa. Thanks to you, Mathematics is no longer a pain in my ass.) Dear Pande, I do not know about you, but I was…

Big Things

Big Things

(In loving memory of Joyce Sitati. Woman with dreams of big things. Even in your absence, the spirit of big things stays with us.) My phone…

Escaping

Escaping

(In loving memory of my grandmother, Lonah Etago. The fire that burnt within you, is beginning to manifest on the edges of my skin) I still…

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