Drama Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu
Where do we Go from Here?

“What does that mean?” Oyoo pointed at a sign he couldn’t quite understand. The sign read in bold: RUDI KWENU JALUO JINGA JEURI! “It means some people are angry and mean to others.” Akinyi responded to her son. “Why? Did the people do something wrong?” Akinyi smiled apprehensively at Oyoo. “No, they just don’t understand

Drama Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu
No More

Tap! Tap! Tap! The pen hit the table rhythmically. Pamela released a weighted sigh puffing her cheeks as the air exited her mouth. She looked around and gave a half smile and half sneer at an imaginary person. She spun her pen faster this time between her fingers, tapping her foot impatiently on the bar

Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Tragedy
Silence at Last

There was really deep breathing punctuated with an unusual grunt, it sounded like a wild animal had invaded Robert’s room, he had been up for the past three hours. He nudged the warm body that lay next to his and the grunt stopped abruptly. Finally, the silence he had craved. He could hear the rain

Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Violence \
Taking Back the Power

Drip! Drip! Drip! Drip! Drip! The dripping sound was relentless; the emptiness of the room amplified the sound of each water drop in the cast iron sink. Drip! Drip! Drip! Drip! Each drop echoing through the room, the walls peeling from years of heat and cold, the terrazzo floors still sturdy, but cold despite the

Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Suspense
Just Made It

Billy dropped his duffle bag at the foot of his bed. His body drenched in sweat from running. He pounced on his bed and closed his eyes, sighing with a deep relief. He was safe. It had been weeks of running aimlessly unsure of whether he would make it home alive. He sighed repeatedly, whispering

Fantasy Mkate Nusu Slice of life
To be or not to be?

Anyango woke up to the sound of a spitting small engine of a boda-boda motorcycle taxi zooming past her bedroom window. She opened her eyes and prayed. “God thank you that I can trust you, thank you that my life does matter and I have a hope and future…” she whispered desperately to believe what



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