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Where Hope Dies

Myra needs no introduction. I call her the 21st century poet because her poems relate to our everyday struggles. Her previous works speak for themselves: Dear Heart, I am Woman and Drowning, so I’ll just leave this here. Clap for her as she enters. *** Like nothing else It’s all too surreal, The aftermath. Knowing […]

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A heartfelt list of Truths

Sometimes when I’m bored, alone and uninspired and the words I’m typing are like a jigsaw puzzle with missing pieces, I read philosophy to jog and warm up my mind. I read about time and how abstractly man-made it is. I read about sentience and consciousness and the arguments that go along with it – […]

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Nipping, for men.

Back in 2010, fresh out of primary reeking of good morals and knee-high socks, I went to become a man (which I think is a very archaic way to put it because losing a bit of skin doesn’t mean shit if you still live at your parents’ and ask for airtime cash). Anyway, I was […]

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Githurai.

The super highway pierces through the small town like a deranged surgeon, and beneath it, forms a cool but dusty shade where a small town lives and blossoms. Githurai, for folk not fortunate enough to know it, is a small town that thrives under insecurity, immense dust, loud noises emanating from buses and their touts, […]

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