Mkate Nusu Slice of life
What Should I Feel?

Andrea stared up at Johnson’s face and shrugged. There was nothing left to say. Johnson placed his hand on her shoulder to reassure her; he felt an emptiness he had never felt before. Andrea stared quietly outside into the garden through the glass door. She was numb on the inside but staring at the bougainvillaea

Drama Flash Fiction Love/Friendship/Romance Mkate Nusu
Where is Musau?

“Konzooo! Konzooo!!” The persistent jocular call of her husband was haunting Consolata. She was playing it over and over in her head, she hadn’t heard him call her that in almost a month. His absence became more apparent when she didn’t see him a week ago as scheduled. Every 3 weeks Musau would spend the

Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Tragedy
Shattered

Daisy stepped into the middle of the road, cars speeding by her, swerving, screeching hooting, crashing into each other, she just stood there. Her eyes distant and confused, she was completely unaware of the havoc she was causing on the busy street. The horns honked frantically, yells of exasperation and sexist slurs followed as one

Drama Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu
A Little Help Goes a Long Way

Mary alighted at the bus stop and stood for a few seconds. She wasn’t sure which route to take, whether to take the long walk past the petrol station to the house or the longer route through the mall and grab some groceries. She decided to go to the mall. She crossed the road from

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

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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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