His full beard looks itchy but you’ve never seen him touch it. He’s taller than average, his fingers the length of the longest sentence. He’s 34. He was married. Then he wasn’t. It’s been a year since that went …
I once lived next to a cool kid of Nairobi. I had turned 40, and a few years prior, I had swung the steering wheel of my life sharply, sending it in a direction I wasn’t fully in control …
Wandia, their first born, was born with jaundice. He saw her hours later in the little incubator with her eyes covered. He wasn’t in the delivery room because he doesn’t believe that men should witness childbirth. “The men before …
I’ve written about this before, however between 2005-2007 I worked for Village Market, marketing department. Good times. It’s the only time I ever weighed 92kgs. No children, no wife, I was doing little, eating more. Life was very silky. …
Creative boundaries. That’s the burden of bearing witness as a writer. You don’t quite know what story is yours to tell and which ones demand your silence. The assumption is that if you are in a room, it’s fair …
