Comedy , Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu
Fool’s Rush

“I am sorry, but you can’t board the flight,” Ludwig stated remorsefully as he looked at the big-eyed Aaron who stared back in disbelief. “But the plane hasn’t left and we are two hours early?” Aaron retorted. “We can’t miss this flight sir,” Tegek added. “But you can always catch another flight, it is 12

Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu , Reflections
Learning to Love Yourself

It was 10.19 pm and Gertrude stared at the static on her TV screen; another day of nothing. Nothing substantial had happened at work, she drummed away at her computer screen till clock out. She got home, made dinner, which was also not much work. She opened the fridge picked some leftovers from the night

Family , Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu
The Osborne Effect

The desire to cheat was so strong. But she had seen Sam, chugging down a huge bottle of soda and a burger at his desk. Barbara was at his desk staring right into his eyes, he could barely swallow. But he needed to or he would choke. He swallowed hard, thumping his chest, to assist

Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu , Thriller
Ride or Die

“Did you carry the torches I left on your bed this morning when I was heading to the shower?” Louise barked at Lorraine. “Yes,” Lorraine responded rolling her eyes. “Anything else mother?” she uttered sarcastically. “Take that tone with me now, you will be thanking me later when you need me in the wilderness.” Louise

Swali
The World Cup’s in 8 Days! Why Don’t We Give A Damn?

Is it just me or is this year’s World Cup very low key. The usual hype of endless ads running, competitions aligned with the tournament and major global sponsors like Coca-Cola going wild with campaigns. Not even the football anthems are playing on the airwaves. Nothing! It seems so quiet across Kenya. I genuinely feel

Family , Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu
Colourful Aunt Becka

Bella reached out her little fist to knock on the door. Just as she was about to knock she heard a thud, which was rapidly followed by the sound of a clap. She paused for a minute and listened in. She heard the thud followed by a clap again, after a minute or two she



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