This week I was going to tell you about a girl. A young girl -about seven years- I met when I took my friends swimming. I was going to tell you the conversation we had, how she intrigued me. How confident and loquacious I thought she was because at her age, I was a shy […]
Author: King
King is a mad writer on the loose. He is suspected to have lost his mind a few years after he was born. Since then, he has been writing his mind almost everywhere he can put his pen on. Someone – a government, a state, a police force, a parent, a teacher, a rabbi, a president, a sacco, a doctor, a deranged ex, a church, a therapist, or anyone with a bit of power bestowed upon them – should reprimand him and help him.
Smelly T-shirts
There’s nothing as refreshing as leaving the digs at 7am and watching as the world sets off for the day. It’s beautiful at that time; the orange sunlight, the cool breeze and the assortment of people you meet at that time, from Mama Mboga opening her joint to a secretary in a short skirt who […]
Trimming Weeds
I took a short undefined hiatus. I had to. I had a deal with myself that once I had hit a certain number of views I’d take a break to let it all sink in, this blogging thing. Now that it’s all sunk and tucked in, I’m back here in the garden, trimming all those […]
To all of us single bastards…
Being single in campus is the devil’s work. Nothing else. Don’t lie to yourself that you’re waiting for someone to find you and love you. It’s a pathetic lie, sad even. The truth is the devil has smiled upon your life. Join a youth service somewhere. Or maybe, be an usher where you fellowship. That […]