‘Beginnings of Story X’

2015/02/13 by mkhana

The whispers of the night collided in his head, causing him to tremble beneath the thin, worn sheet. His bed was narrow and hard, held together by wisps of wood that he had pulled from the pile of throwaways behind the furniture factory. His ears were burning and he knew that they were speaking of […]

Shadows and Goodbyes

2014/10/10 by mkhana

I said goodbye, and your blink never happened. You missed it as my face closed, and the shadows within my heart, shuttered over it, inflamed by your indifference and your missing awareness. I remember the moment that my goodbye became final, when I realized that no matter how hard or how long I knocked, you […]

He Hit Her.

2014/09/01 by mkhana

I saw him hit her and I couldn’t stop myself. I had to say something. Here is what happened. It was almost 11:00 pm, and we were headed back home after staying a short while at Jams Addis to celebrate their 1-year anniversary, and to support my friend’s reggae band (resident band performing on Thursdays […]

Reggae Night (II)

2013/05/03 by mkhana

I walked in alone. Unaccompanied. Escorted only by vivid memories of you, and echoes of your laughter. The reggae enveloped me and the beat stirred my heart. I missed you then, more than my every day I-miss-Attika swings… With a ferocity that brought forth a spring

Broken Journey

2013/04/10 by mkhana

It hasn’t been easy, this path. A journey of a thousand steps halted mid-step by your departure. Stumbling along over jagged pieces of my broken self that still can’t grasp the full extent of your passing. This journey is full of tears and wails, triggered by a reggae beat, a drum roll or at the […]

Whisper

2013/04/10 by mkhana

A sliver of a whisper, dark ghost of a tale floated into being, directed at a broken cage to weigh down, perhaps, or to tarnish the glow of a new heart beating… Deja vu of a whisper, ancient but familiar… poised on a stage, an unknowing audience, an unsieved unit, to draw out a sparkle […]