Too Much, It Hurts
Dear Death, I hope you identify the oxymoron in the start line, because as much as I want to hate … Read more
Dear Diary (Scars, Part 3)
Dear diary, I don’t know why, today of all days, I have decided to speak to you about things that … Read more
Scars (Part 2)
There will come a time they’ll entice you, Adore you from dusk till dawn, Worship at your feet every … Read more
The Greed, the Death, the Pain
Dear Ezra, I do not know why I am writing this to you; maybe because it’s the only way I can free … Read more
You, Me and Them
Hey baby, Each time I promise myself not to call you by that name, each time I try to call you by … Read more
No One Told Me
I have been having this conversation in my head for quite some time now. I swear there was a time I … Read more
Dawn of Doom (Part 2)
(If this is your first time, you probably should first read [The Dawn of Doom (Part 1)][1] Sunday, … Read more
The Dawn of Doom (Part 1)
Saturday, May 8th 2016 Kisimani, Bombolulu, Mombasa Candice is in her single shack of a room, damp … Read more
My Dad and I (Part 1)
I hate the sound of the word ‘family’. I hate the bang it gives my ears. I hate the bile it fills my … Read more
