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A Priest Is Born

Michael writes like a writer, his thoughts when he writes are not strewn all over the place like mine. They are short and snappy. I think not all writers write like writers, others write like physicists who decided to try their hand in writing. But lucky for us, writing is not defined or limited to […]

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Very Random Thoughts

The rain droplets compete on my windowpane. Quick Sidenote: I read about a supreme group called the Bohemian Grove made up of wealthy men that secretly rule the world. Elliot of Mr. Robot calls them ‘The top 1% of the top 1%, the guys that play God without permission.’ These men hold annual meetings and […]

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Broken Marriage

Fathers and Sons

Jimmy sat still at the wheel of his car. The basement parking lot was murky and silent which wasn’t unusual being a rainy Sunday in the CBD. Outside, the soft patters of the rain hit the ground in harmony. They were slow and lazy and hadn’t changed pace for the half hour he had been […]

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The Dead tell no Tales

The Dead tell no Tales

By Mike Muthaka   A guy walks into a bar. He’s spotting a blue sweater –a gift from his ex-girlfriend. She said that it brought out his eyes, whatever that meant. The fabric was comfortable, though. It kept him warm. Frank didn’t care much about style and much less about how it modified his facial […]

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Ladies of the Night

Ladies of the Night

It was a moonless night and beyond the walls of the club, a cold night engulfed everything in ominous darkness. The nightclub was teeming with life and animated revelers, the alcohol in their system controlling the rhythm of the night. Dancers danced and the singers sang along off-key to the rhumba blaring from the speakers. […]

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