Drama Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu
Young & Violent

“For health and strength and daily food, we praise thy name oh! Lord! Ameeeeen!” Everyone chorused at the table. Macy began to serve Sofia who was seated next to her and Andrew started to serve Kevin next to him. Macy and Andrew weren’t really doing anything new; it was the daily dinner routine the two

Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Tragedy
Don’t mess with Karma!

The matatus blared at the bus stop, the sound of their awkward horns and the shouting of the touts calling out to customers and chattering of passers-by made an unusual symphony on Tom Mboya Street. The swarms of pedestrians flowed into the street from adjacent buildings and streets flowing in between traffic, boda-boda motorcycle taxis

Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Monologue Romance
Time to Say Goodbye

“Here we go again! We are at the same place we really didn’t want to be. Why does my heart do this to me?” Nyokabi thought aloud as she sipped on her herbal tea. The peppermint was meant to be calming, but it didn’t seem to be working tonight. “He is my friend, we are

Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Suspense
Frail

“In the name of the father, the son and the Holy Spirit… Amen!” Everyone in the room chorused. Njagi rocked himself back and forth a few times to gain the momentum and finally whisked himself up. His knees creaking as he straightened up. His palms pressed against his knees, he hunched over to catch his

Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Tragedy
The Cost of Friendship

He sat hunched over on the cold concrete floor, legs spread in front of him tongue hanging out of his mouth panting like a happy dog. He grabbed the tail of his stained striped shirt to wipe his sweaty brow and dabbed his armpits. The morning sun had transformed the shed from a freezer to

Drama Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu
Distress Call

“What is that noise?”  Auma wondered what the sound of jeering in the background was. “The kids are playing outside; I heard one called Rooney!” Mwende retorted. “Rooney!” Auma burst out in laughter. “Don’t hate, that parent was prophesying over their child. They wanted a football superstar in that house, you never know.” Mwende retorted



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