Dar Diaries
Learning to Love & Trust Rose

It has been a whirlwind the past two weeks I haven’t written or read fiction in weeks, not good. Work has taken centre stage and that normally becomes a concern for me. I constantly remind myself that it is essential to fight for time for Rose so I can relax and also do something for

Dar Diaries
Kenya’s Myopia is Curable

It’s a new month! Hallelujah! I can’t take it for granted that God has brought me thus far into 2018. Tanzania is proving to be a very interesting place. Moving from Dar to a cooler – more familiar cooler and freezing Nairobi-esque – Iringa, is proving to be a very interesting learning experience. Talking to

Flash Fiction , Life , Mkate Nusu
Sworn Friendship

“BURP!” Lenny roared through his apartment startling Boo, the dog, who lay by his side on the couch. “And here’s one more for you!” He smirked looking at Boo who stared back oblivious to the stench that was about to hit its nose. Boo lifted its paws to its nose and quickly dashed to the

Comedy , Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu
The First Night Runner

Nyakundi couldn’t resist the urge, it was a moonlit night and the village was fast asleep. He needed to take a dip in the calm waters of the river. He quickly walked to the river, looked around to see if anyone else was there. He peeled his clothes off and steadily eased into the waters;

Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu , Slice of life
Canned

“This is self-inflicted punishment”, Rachael remarked. “What is?” Dot retorted. “Drinking coffee to stay awake and binge watch episodes of Prison Break!” “You’ll live.” Dot was dismissive. “I haven’t worked all week. I keep running to the bathroom to sit on the can and sleep.” “That’s gross”, Dot snorted. “You have no idea! The occasional

Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu , Tragedy , Violence \
For May

“Everything is always a fight with you!” Kennedy was fed up with John’s endless temper tantrums. “We all have bad days, but not every damn day Is a bad day! Why do you have to take a dump on my parade every single day? Can’t you just be happy for me?” Kennedy hollered. John started



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