Melancholia of The Drunk

“Phill, What’s your ideal girl? What kind of a girl are you looking for?” They asked me. “I’m looking for a woman who can mother me.” I answered. As soon as I did, they all burst out into hysterical laughter. Maybe I gave out a wrong answer. Or my response was tragically amusing. For a… Read more

What I have and what I want are two different things. They exist in a schism, a divide. Some sort of a loop hole where everything is on the balance but on the complete opposites. Upside  down, making no sense.  It isn’t what I asked for. Rarely prayed, but God listen to my whines. Maybe… Read more

Your boyfriend lost his life on the same day you slept with your lover for the first time. It was the first time you cheated on him. Your boyfriend was the love of your life. When your lover pushed you to the wall and kissed your neck. When he undressed you as you led him… Read more

If anybody sees Wairimu, If anybody meets Wairimu, Please tell her am sorry! Tell Wairimu I loved her, I still do! Tell Wairimu it was all my fault, I wasn’t there to defend her, protect her pride, to fight her battles, I cowered under mother’s lesso, Like a child, yet, I cried when Wairimu left… Read more

(Strange Encounters) I often go for evening walks for two reasons. One, it helps to free up my mind. And two, it allows me to come up with a new idea, about something, or just what to write on. So jana jioni, hapo tu along the road, just after kisumu mega city, next to the… Read more