She was not sure what it was. No words that she could put her finger on, confidently, could describe the feeling in her heart…was it in her heart? It felt like the bubbles exploded in her stomach, across her thighs, slamming against her chest and gushing all over her back. It was a warm feeling, […]
My son turned two yesterday. He loves police cars. I bought him a little cheap UN Police car from a mall play area when he refused to sit on the little train and instead just wanted the police car. He almost always insists on seeing my phone so I can show him ‘polisi’ – a 3:45 […]
I have been preoccupied lately and I haven’t written a thing for this space. I plan to change this. Soon. Watch this space.
Found this gem on Craigslist. Yes, I troll CL sometimes…looking for jobs, funnyisms and the occasional tennis partner or apartment. Stranger outside Big Star who told me you hoped I would die on my bike You: Older gentleman in business casual, liquor on breath, sense of self worth fueled by demeaning other people Me: Diminutive […]
Making: Plans for the end of next month when I move. Again. Cooking: Chapatis and eggplant stew. Drinking: Tea. Green, Mint and Black. Reading: African Love Stories; An Anthology – compiled by Ama Ata Aidoo. Wanting: A permanent job in EM. Playing: Sauti Sol ‘Sura Yako’ Wasting: My white sneakers that I just bought to […]
It was an amazing feeling, she thought, as she sidestepped stones jutting out from the freshly machine-pressed dirt road. It had been an exceptionally difficult journey but she was finally at a point where she could release her breath and just breathe. Nobody had warned her that it was going to be such a challenge. […]
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