A new constitution is signed. In it the two thirds gender rule. Nairobi chooses its own, a year later she is slapped across the face by another of Nairobi’s own. I do not know her name, no one does, I hope. She is walking in downtown, decides to pass through Embassava. They descend on her … More 8 reasons why I’m single
How are things done? How are cities built and enemies destroyed? How are odds met and matched? How does greatness out? One decision at a time. No. The same decision over and over again. I shall rise and I shall try. If I fail, I shall rise again and I shall do again. In the … More The wrong stuff
Home smells of in-season flowers, stinks of guilt and unspoken condemnation. The sea parts, but she is no Moses. Mother finds a boy in the corner. Will she remember me? No. Even after all we had? Especially after all you had, and all you lost.
The thing about empires is they fall. Because the hierarchy thins at the top. And the bile at the bottom will rise and corrode the top. The many outanger the few. Can you count the black, brown, and the red? It may take generations. Is there a thought that we will strip again and endure … More Chronicling the fall
The lady in blue alighted from the bus in a small village on a cold rainy island in the Northern half of earth. There was a little row of shops from which men, women, and children would flit in and out. She smiled at a little girl who was shopping with her mother that Sunday … More The Lady in Blue (Doctor Who fanfic)
There is a word for people like you. Those who cannot sit and stew, those who mumble in quiet spaces. The arrogance that wafts around you, the stench of desperation. It escapes me now. What the knock-off-suit-wearing-gold-tooth-having-thinly-veiled-misoginy-spewing-creatures are called. The type to replace you drink with something sweet and flowery. I’ve seen pets bigger than … More Like you
I will tell you about the end which was really your beginning. In the end, we spoke all the time about starting again. Hindsight is easy, easier still is it to blame your failings on others. There was plenty of that too in the end. We rose like disturbed bees in fury and indignation. Feeling … More Describing an elephant