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 …
You marry someone. You share a bed. A table. You know how many sugars they like in their tea. You learn to live with how they unroll the toilet paper like a child with Parkinson’s Disease. How they leave …
Hippos are bastards. True bastards. Little fat things with big mouths. Bullish and thuggish, these animals can snap a canoe in half, snap a human like a toothpick. These lake lords are fast, which is surprising because they have …
