We are going to get older and out of touch. Our children will be gone. So will our backs and knees. We will need spectacles to read. We will be taking some pills or the other every morning; something …
Trigger warning: this post discusses experiences of pregnancy loss.
My dentist is called Kinoti. He runs a swish dental practice called Upper Hill Dental Center next to Nairobi Hospital: all-white interiors, professional, pristine, state-of-the-art equipment…bells and whistles. Over time …
It rained in such thick drops it felt like it was raining wet sausages. Dusk was descending and the band at Geco Cafe was starting to fiddle with their instruments when I ran out, head bowed, into torrential rain. …
An old friend I hadn’t spoken to in over a year texted me at 3:08 am to tell me he was at the hospital. They’d just had a baby. He was a new father! Of course, I wasn’t awake …
