History
Sadness-tinged bones dug out of a clay grave, bleached white as linen, the love bled out of them no story to tell.
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2020: Let’s Do It.
Six months ago, I moved us to Uganda. A new job came calling, a heavier title and the opportunity to move ‘just next door’ was too enthralling for me to ignore. I have not written anything because I have been busy being a mom, working, trying to succeed and thrive at this life thing. Uganda […]
Made in Kenya (Battery Life)
He groaned as the lights began to sputter out. He had worked hard to install the second bulb and had been beyond excited when the wiring connection finally clicked for him and his little studio room filled with the extra light. He had forgotten to buy the electricity tokens. The lights went out. As he […]
Injera
The minute hand on the clock seemed to hover over the roman numeral twelve forever. His right eye twitched as he tried to will the hand to move, for time to pass by. He desperately wished for the next minute, for the next thirty to fly by. Or he wished he could give his breath […]
mkhana in transit 