Poor little guy takes it crying out for his mother, who is silent to his cries and desperate pleas. He is sixteen. Just sixteen. Continue reading “MOM PLEASE HELP”
Dear Santa, when do you come to the ghetto? Continue reading AN OPEN LETTER TO SANTA CLAUS
Let me hold on, To going to parties together, not concerned about how late we stay out. They all stare at me with that pitiful gaze, none ever bold enough to ask it We’re all thinking it; Where is he? Let me hold on, to calling you baby, in between a silent movie and the quiet moans under my breath The moon ever … Continue reading A Half Completed Poem from a Decade ago
In retrospect, when I first decided to start a blog a couple of years back, my aim was to bring to light the dire issues in society that aren’t considered dinner table conversations. The topics society likes to dismiss existence. My aim was, and still is, to start and continue said topics. Topics that would make you cringe, stirring the kind of emotions needed for … Continue reading TAKING STOCK
It got to your head a little bit. That a guy like him would ever in a million years go for a girl like you was unfathomable! I mean, he’s the kind of person you were taught to steer clear from. The kind that go around breaking and collecting hearts as trophies for their trophy case. It was exhilarating getting his attention, you finally had … Continue reading Caged little birdy, Roar!
matatu (or matatus) noun: (in Kenyan culture) privately owned minibuses ply set routes, run from termini, and are used for both inter- and intra-city travel. Synonym: nganya. ( common word used by the locals) It’s your typical beautiful Sunday night in Nairobi. The air so fresh, no traffic human or otherwise, city lights so bright, minimal number of hawkers, you know what I’m talking about. An evening … Continue reading Matatu Shenanigans
No I am not okay. My Monday coffee doesn’t bring me out of the funk I am in no matter how hard I try ; not at 4 am on Monday morning, not at 3 pm on Thursday afternoon. Nothing works. Not a whole day spent with friends and foes trying desperately to forget about you, about our precious memories together. About how great your … Continue reading HEART STRINGS