Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu , Slice of life
System of Fools

“I beg your pardon?” “Madam, didn’t you read the sign?” “What sign?” Karimi retorted harshly. “That sign!” The clerk barked back gesturing to the “This is a Zero Corruption Zone” sign. “Yes? What about it?” The clerk was riding on Karimi’s last nerve and he was about to get it. “That doesn’t apply here.” The

Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu , Suspense , Thriller
Detained

Mogaka the plumber knocked on the door waiting as he looked around. Fancy neighbourhood this time; he was accustomed to unblocking overflown communal toilets in his neighbourhood. A place where people would still try to negotiate on price despite the shitty work, quite literally, that he was left to do and clean up afterward. The

Mkate Nusu , Slice of life
Big thing’s Poppin’

The room was green, the music was pulsating and people were jostling around Tindi rushing to get in. Tindi cautiously clutched on her bag and inched to a bar stool she saw at the counter. She had preferred the lounge seats but she didn’t like the look of the company seated in the area. “Sema

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



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