Melancholia of The Drunk

“Yes, I’m pregnant, and the baby ain’t yours!” Came the stern response from the other end of the line, where Becca held the phone to her ear, sneering over the phone convo, like I meant nothing to her. She had some sort of an ambiguous degenerate ego embedded in her throat. She spoke as though… Read more

You’ve just been fired from your own Company. A baby is due on the way. Your baby girl waits for you at home, with a baby bump, and she the girl you don’t even love. She a one night stand 8 months ago, what could ever go wrong?? So you sit there, just staring, at… Read more

I’m up on my phone, pressing the keyboard, sending texts to my girl, because no one ain’t the best like the one I’ve got. I’m all in my phone getting mushy mellowed up, calling my girl senorita, mamacita, she makes my heart grow wild with manhood ecstasies, she my jaber, atoti, osiep chunya, Omukhana omumiliu,… Read more

A guy falls in love. He really does. He meets a girl from the other end of town, he’s head over heels about her. Tragically he sits there, sipping some hot coffee, reading a novel along the shores of the lake, waiting for some sort of a bloody sunset, watching her but nothing he can… Read more

Who remembers this phrase,? *”fanya haraka, mamangu anakuja. ..”* (be quick, my mom is coming?) I do. I remember. Do not judge me. I knew no better. I remember the plain fields. The clouds at that time; sometimes they got orange like a fiery ball. We thought God was burning sinners. I remember the evenings,… Read more