Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu , Slice of life
Time for a Break

The sky was calm, clear, blue, and rich; like the ocean. Onyancha knew it was a sign. After months of long and destructive torrential rain, Onyancha awoke to a new day. The trees and hedges around him were a rich green, almost royal, demanding attention. He took the deepest breath he could that morning and

Adventure , Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu
Here Comes Trouble

Muli was thrilled, he had just turned 11 and got his first bike, it was a BMX. And boy could that bike move! He had received a BMX stunts magazine and he was in love. Muli was the envy of the neighbourhood kids. He had just wrapped up breakfast that Saturday and was allowed to

Mkate Nusu , Monologue , Slice of life
Fat, Midnight skinned and FAB-U-LOUS!

So I was curious, we all get curious about this stuff. So where do you go when you want a quick fix mercury-laced skin ‘purifier’? Say it with me all you insecure men and women….Yes you said it! In Nairobi, you have River road; bleach town, with women exposing themselves to heavy amounts of mercury

Fantasy , Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu
Karma comes in small packages

“Tap! Tap! Tap!” There was a gentle but resilient sound at the window. Maggie had been trying to ignore it all night. At some point the irritation turned to fear thinking that maybe it was a witch trying to get at her for what she had done earlier to her kid brother. He was getting

Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu , Slice of life
Swahili – my childhood nemesis

Everyone was laughing. Again! I had no idea what the joke was about, everyone was beaming. Some joke it must have been, I hated the science class, the teacher and being in this school. I doodIed in my notebook as I waited for class to end. Mrs. Mugo always spent most of her time teaching

Crime , Family , Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu , Revenge
Death to Government

Things were thick! Really thick! The ‘Government’ had walked in and there was no saving grace. She had walked in through the door soaking wet and stinking. It was flooded outside and we had forgotten the clothes on the washing line which were now completely drenched. “What have you been doing all day Akinyi?” the



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