Wanted

Of the things that irk me, being referred to as a millennial appears up above the list. It is next to men who have no business calling me pet names using terms like baby, honey or ksskss-ing me like an animal. Worse are those who call their mothers madhe but decide I am their “mummy”….

Up for Grabs

I feel cold. My hands are either incapable or have caught an attitude and refuse to layer the covers over my body to get warm. My head is placed on a pillow, the only soft landing my body is experiencing. My legs are folded at the knees with arms wrapping them like precious candy. There…

Among.

I used to be the kind of girl to judge. There was always the sense of entitlement bubbling in me. By any standards, I was more into the practice of religion than they were. They ripped their hijab off too often. They flaunted their presence at parties. They captioned alcoholic beverages in grandeur. They wore…

Drifter

In March, I did something for myself that I have been eyeing since last year. I cannot remember the exact point I got to know of it but when I met someone who was part of the group, my resolve to become part was strengthened. I researched, I asked questions, I made a mental note…

Monster Under My Bed

The duvet drapes on the three sides of the bed; the two sides which girlfriends, boyfriends, husbands, wives fight over and the front end, where your legs spend their nights. It is 12:50am thereabout. Lately, I have accustomed self to sleeping late into the night. Not because it is something I ideally love, but weakness…

Coming Out

The truth strips. The righteous try to cover the nakedness with labels of It will set you free but the truth of the matter, is it leaves you bare. It unravels layer after layer leaving you out in the open; exposed. If our government was the type to be dissolved fully and a new one…

The Vagina Workshop

Women are their own worst enemies. Human beings have consistently let it known women cannot coexist in harmony. If they do, it is seen as an ulterior motive to something sinister. A pretentious step to a bigger plan. No one speaks of the beautiful things happening when women come together. We somehow always choose the…

David.

David. There is power in the name. A comfort for the weak. A velvety solace for those battling a giant or other in their lives. It is here where those who speak anchored on pulpits, open their big books, almost always black to preach the word, good news, to the faithful. David battled a giant….

Artgasm.

I wanted to write. The time after watching Softie because I was so heartbroken for this country and for Boniface Mwangi who I want to give a long hard hug. The times when I was bored out of my wits. I wanted to write when I felt I was abandoning this blog, when I should…

Scorch the Earth

In preparation for your first time, you will shower and reshower in an attempt to wash off all the traces of sweat and any hint of odour from your skin. That morning, special care and attention will be served to the underarms. You will stand under the shower head begging the tiny jets of water…