Sometimes our guts tell us things but we just don’t listen. Not because we don’t want to but because we don’t have the nudge to. We will be waiting to sit on a thorn that will send an electric surge through every goddamn nerve ending...
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Last time I wrote here about checking up on your friends if you haven’t heard from them in a long time. Some of them might be in relationships that restrict them from keeping in touch with other people. They are in prisons they call relationships...
Hey Mr. Policeman! I didn’t want any trouble, and clearly you saw that I didn’t pose any trouble. But you went on to step on me to prove that you’re the one with the gun. That you can blow my head off in a sneeze...
You’ve not heard from a friend in quite a long time? Maybe there’s a problem. A problem that forms a very good story but a very big sorry. Or maybe they just made it in life. That one can make quite a good story as...
He says he is done with women. Not that now he has changed his orientation, if you get what I mean. But he’s fed up with relating with women. He has seen the best of hell through one woman. So no more skirts for him....
She used to come to our church before she didn’t come anymore. I can’t say I was the reason why she changed how she spends her Sundays but I wouldn’t entirely rule out that as a possibility. But, shrug, it cannot be me. We barely...
The Mjango
A wooden cabin with a balcony that overlooks a serene horizon, a swinging bench, a hot mug with a faded imprint, a maasai shoal wrapped around her shoulders & mine, and an old radio mildly playing reggae and one drop music. The perfect atmosphere to summon the ghosts of creativity.
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