Mkate Nusu , Slice of life
Beans, Toothpaste and Blood ties

“Ketna Oganda!” Aaah! The routine never changes does it? Aunt Sue was demanding for beans, not the kind to eat, the kind you watched. Rowan Atkinson was at it again as Mr. Bean, and my aunt was in desperate need to watch him. She was nice; she never had any qualms with people. She wasn’t

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Lest We Forget

Sukuta sat on the ground head bobbing between his spread legs. His right arm rested on his right knee wielding a machete with crimson blood steadily dripping on to the dust near his feet. His son passed out on his lap, his face pale and dirty, his mouth dry and ashy, is arms and legs

Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu , Slice of life
Akinyi’s Emancipation

Akinyi drummed her fingers on her desk to the sound of some old school Michael Jackson playing on her IPod. She was an hour behind her scheduled deadline; she genuinely didn’t care. Three hours worth of work was submitted to her 20 minutes earlier to be completed as per a client’s irrational demand. “I am

Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu , Slice of life
Damaged Souls

The bell rung and the school was lit up by the sound of joyful screaming. Children dashed out from class; some heading for the school tuck shop to grab some snacks; others straight for the fields to continue with the games they were playing earlier. Maurice stayed in class; he wasn’t able to run out

Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu
Herculean Snap!

“Now let’s move to the shallow end of the pool!” The Aqua Zumba instructor called out. Andrew bobbed around in the pool waiting for the next set of instructions. His pecs bulged out of his chest exaggeratedly, his rock firm thighs striding gracefully through the water. The man was clueless at what was happening behind

Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu
Murphy’s Bitch

Kimani rolled his eyes at his phone and tucked it back in to his trouser pocket. “Not again,” he hissed as he marched into the lift at his office building. Another darn day. The past few days had been particularly challenging at work. It was like all the good karma had taken a break and

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