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Those Who Have No One To Wipe Their Tears Do Not Cry Part 2

Those Who Have No One To Wipe Their Tears Do Not Cry Part 2

Mama Njeri knew cancer was a death sentence. It had claimed the life of Mama Odhis, her best friend, in less than a year. Her children fell through the cracks shortly after that and became members of the famous ‘Kangeta’ gang. Mama Njeri said a silent prayer for them as she lay on her mattress(…)

Those Who Have No One To Wipe Their Tears Do Not Cry Part 1

Those Who Have No One To Wipe Their Tears Do Not Cry Part 1

Mama Njeri was a fighter. She had survived when her husband, Baba Njeri, left her for another woman. She had survived after a fierce fire razed down all that she owned a few years ago. When her eldest son, Njoro, decided to cave into the muck around her and become a mobster, she took it(…)

The Sweet Fairy

The Sweet Fairy

We called her M; a short form for a name we never bothered to know. We were young and sugar hungry. She was the beautiful, light skinned lady who satisfied our need for sugar with exotic sweets. I remember the day she moved in like it was yesterday. The heat was unbearable. The open sewer(…)

The Tale of African Women

The Tale of African Women

The value of her worth remains an oblivious maze amplified in her raw mind. Her ideas are often played down, with the world pinpointing her differently. In the lens of a photographer her image is a blur. Modernism is real; it flows with a certain mindset of how her life should be. History does not(…)

An Encounter with Shosh

An Encounter with Shosh

The dust on the winding road is choking. The shrubs and herbs by the roadside have a thick brown layer over them. The sun is harsh; its rays penetrate the white rooftop of the car leaving a sweaty trail in its wake. The folds on the driver’s head are holding beads of sweats tightly as(…)

This is She

This is she: She is beautiful, no doubt about it. She carries a strong laugh, vibrant and infectious. She has a wide smile, lights up those around her. Witty and charming at times, arrogant and rude otherwise. A loving soul, A caring heart, Strong but tender, A shoulder for others, loyal and fierce, a good(…)

Would Have, Should Have, Could Have

Would Have, Should Have, Could Have

We judge her. Look at her with eyes of scorn. She holds her head up high, ignores our whispers. I laugh and make mean comments about her with my friends. And when I get home, I sit and cry. I should have been as strong as she. I should have had confidence. I hold my(…)

Coffee Date

Coffee Date

A steaming cup of green tea is sitting on a milk white saucer in front of me. I am at a coffee house in the central business district for a date. I am trying to eat healthy hence my choice of herbal tea. No more frothy liquids that bulge the waist line. No more coffee(…)

Me and Mine: A Mother And Daughter Converse

Me and Mine: A Mother And Daughter Converse

“Sit up straight Stop chewing like a goat Walk like a lady with a purpose…” My dearest daughter, how often have I longed to say these words to you? How often have I longed to teach you and train you in the ways of womanhood? I have not even held you let alone picked a(…)

Love Yourself, Flaws And All

Love Yourself, Flaws And All

Now that we have made the old-age, still startling revelation that the body size you are matters, we can move on into the how-to bit of it. You will never be able to control other people and their opinions. Even children call each other ‘fat’ all the time because they have been ascribed to society’s(…)