Gang,
Next week Tuesday is our closing day here.

This means we are slowing down this slowjam. Like really slowing it down. But first let me tell you something about writing a book. But first first, let me tell …

In another life, I was dawn. Not afternoon, night or evening but early dawn; the tricky transition between night and morning before anything takes shape, before anything means something. A time when shadows refuse to stir and the sky …

Warning: Adult content. Sorta. 

This is a short story about a man who lost everything that a man can imagine losing and then gained something. It’s a short story because it’s ugly to dwell on this particular shortcoming of …

“I was neighbours with prominent figures,” She said. “Politicians and high commissioners. I’d see these prominent people around my neighbourhood, of course they didn’t know me. I didn’t know myself either, or this life I was leading.” She lived …

Your wife has her friends over. They are only five but it feels like they are 38 because they are sitting everywhere. And they all seem to be talking at the same time and laughing at the same things …

First, the gas explosion. He was 14, just a boy. A gas leak at the neighbour’s house that they had gone to investigate. He was standing behind his neighbour who had discovered that the leak was coming from the …