He said I lost all my marbles I started to cry, Really weep As I remembered the marbles I owned…
Maybe I shouldn’t, maybe I should. I know I must and yet I mustn’t For my own sanity, for my…
This is a story I wrote for a short story writing competition on Facebook. I came in second! Don’t ask…
This is my mantra for 2016… I’m part of the fellowship of the unashamed. I have the Holy Spirit power….
This week, I wasn’t feeling well and I decided to go seek help at a local clinic. I found the…
She was from a poor family. They lived in a two-roomed house in Bwaise that would flood whenever the rains…
On days that seem to go on and on, I cannot imagine sweating over a charcoal stove trying to cook supper,…
First Term: March This is not it. This cannot be it. It’s not what is written in all those novels….
Continued from day three SANDRA Sandra sat on the ground listlessly staring as the paramedics lifted Kenneth’s body from the…
8:00am It has been brought to my attention that my fiction has been rather dark lately, between evil Boris Kodjoe…