The Celebration
We call it the celebration. “He went for his graduation in heaven,” Mama said of Uncle Joseph’s death,...
The Drumsticks
Whenever Juliet’s father got his end month salary, chicken would be cooked in the house. Daddy’s salary always...
Sunday at 11...
Our neighborhood was laden with interesting characters. It was not a particularly posh neighborhood. Simply, a typical Kenyan...
Boyi
Madness entered Mama’s eyes the day Baba pushed my brother Boyi to Matwa Kei and said, ‘‘Hold onto...
Stan’s Motorbike
Your neon green bandage mini skirt rolls up as you sit on his bare, hairy laps. He grunts...