Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu
Tick Tock

Aluoch lifted her head from the pillow struggling to open her eyes. The sun was now piercing through the blinds. She squinted her eyes and pursed her lips together fighting to wake up. Her head fell back violently to the pillow and she pulled the duvet over her head. Her alarm clock went off again,

Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu
Erotic Trauma

Candy was on the pole upside down with her glass heels piercing the air, she was jiggling her butt as she always did at happy hour. The crowd was wild like blood hounds, tongues wagging, 1,000 shilling notes showering down on her. Candy was a special stripper; no one was allowed to touch her or

Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu
Defeated

He sat in the hospital emergency room lobby, head hung low with his palms pressed against his temples. His jaw was clenched. He was in his blue scrubs with blood sprayed from his chest all the way down to his mid thigh. People milled past him completely oblivious of his existence. The tannoy kept blaring

Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu
The Resurrection of Chebet

Chebet’s eyelids fluttered violently with an occasional pause. When her eyelids fluttered her eyeball seemed to move around unsettled and unsure of where to go. As her eyes rotated from side to side, so did her head in the opposite direction to where her eyes went. Chebet began to groan, it steadily grew louder, violent

Branding
Brand Experience: Do you give a Damn?

By Rose Odengo You can look at Brand experience technically from a marketing perspective or simply as a human being. I choose the latter. On Sunday, I decided to roll out of the house and attend the last day of the EPZ (Export Processing Zone) expo in Nairobi before they shipped off to other cities



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