Flash Fiction , Slice of life
Count Every Blessing

A blow of the harmonica was followed by very shrill singing on the street. “Count your blessings count them one by one! Count your blessings see what God has done!” People walked by the shrill beggar on the street, some giggling with the odd enthusiasm the dirty-faced man sang with, flashing chocolate brown teeth. “Count

Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu , Slice of life
A Choking Start to the Day

Peter started to fan himself and cough really hard as if he was trying to get something out of his throat. Dorothy’s face began to contort itself, eyes tearing as she rushed towards the window to let in some fresh air. Ivan chuckled in the back of the class pointing at Hunter’s butt crack which

Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu , Slice of life
Botched and Broken

“Oya! Benja! Ebu shikilia hio ngazi vizuri!” Musa called out. Benjamin walked from where he was smoking a cigarette, crushing the embers between his thumb and index finger flickering what was left to the ground. “Sawa, na come!” Benjamin called out. “Kuja na hiyo paint nyingine!” Musa added. Benjamin dusted his hands on his paint-stained

Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu , Slice of life
Bye John!

“Sorry, I can’t do this any more!” “What do you mean you can’t do this anymore? What is THIS, you can’t do?” “Umm…” “I really think you need to cut back on watching the soap opera’s and reality TV shows and get back to work.” “Ummm…” “Ummmm….what? Jerry? I have no idea what you are

Family , Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu

Eddy was whining again, Mary just wasn’t having it this time. He had fallen off his bike again and Mary was tired of constantly having to toss him back on again. “What is wrong with you? This is meant to be fun, I am out of here!” Mary picked up her bike and just as

Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu , Slice of life

Henry was awoken for the umpteenth time by the sound of metal grazing upon metal. He tried to block it out by pressing his palms against his ears. It didn’t work, he frustratedly yanked his duvet and covered his head, pulling out one pillow from under his head and smothering himself with it. No luck.

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