Stories

By Patrick Ngugi She was a homeless orphan. Cold, hungry, beaten, bruised and defiled. And she was only nine years old. Her usual place of abode, inside the huge and…

If you missed Part One, get it here By Nimo Kuria Nadia’s sleep had left her with the arrest of her best friend Delyn. The episode had been short-lived but…

The news about the death of the renowned Kiswahili author Ken Walibora shocked many followers of his work His body was traced at the Kenyatta National Hospital mortuary on Wednesday…

By Lilian Wairimu As William took a stroll along the beautifully paved street, taking in the scenery around him, the clear blue sky, the random singing from a bird, he…

By Anthony Muiruri I never cease to amaze my friend Robert. We sometimes teasingly call him uncle Bob owing to his iron-fisted management of his household. To ensure everything runs…

BY Anita Wairimu We laid him here three years ago. I come here fortnightly to make sure everything is in order. To ensure that the love of my life is…

Words become unnecessary Whenever we are together For our eyes, our touch, our smile Communicate nothing but love Saying we can’t live without us   But I can’t I can’t…

By Cecy Gaitho In the sky so high, The night dark with unforetold fears, The lightning occasionally sending its warning, That the storm is nigh, Little children clasp at their…

The Diary of a Kenyan Village girl in Europe… By Winfred Nyokabi Weeee, the things this land has shown me! I will tell tales when am old. So after I…

By Kemboi Victor Our matatu jerked to a halt at Ngoini market bus terminus few minutes past 6pm. The passengers alighted and took different directions. Since I was late, I…

By Mundia Ngumi Let me first acknowledge our peers who because of various unavoidable circumstances were unable to celebrate the holidays. Here are some of the happenings that occurred when…

Dear God, If Thou decides to take thy soul tonight, So that I won’t see tomorrow, My son, whom am so fond, Oh God of all Might, Let him not…

BY SEBULENI Twenty-one year old Lewis Wamwanda, one of the Sebulenians has recently published a poetic novella, YOUR’S TRULY. The book was published by The Writer’s Pen, an organization founded…

BY: FAITH GIKUNDA, Meru Kenya There is a catastrophic crisis in the far, far away Gukena Village in the foot of Mount Kenya. There hasn’t been a single drop of…

By Ridwan Bello, Kaduna, Nigeria At the very beginning While no one cares to See, or cares to know How homo-sapiens We will become we Never give up hope.  …

The wicked winds waft westwards Granting a deluge of ill droplets Infected with myriad tiny monsters Which stop a planet in its tracks Graduating the learned into fools Baffling miracle…

Dogs howled in agony, Crickets sang dirges in ceremonial voices, Little Janie stood at the balcony, Amidst the pleading noises, Ready to call it quits, to life’s irony.   She…

By Mundia Ngumi We, men, were raised up being taught and believing that solely, we are the head, the leader, the patriarch, family breadwinners, and the sole providers. Now, things…

By John Masunga The petrol station attendant showed him a corner near the drainage and generously dosed him with the water cannon. It was not a fire extinguishing drill. It…

That evening my mind was not calm. Unlike other days when thoughts of unfinished work would be bothering me, I was thinking about the death of Tracie my four years’…

By Muriki Meeme. I’m poor So that I’m limited financially But enjoy mental freedom to infinity So that nobody will understand what is in my mind And not tell whether…

They say the body remembers, Way after the mind forgot. That’s why it trembles, shivers And understands it not.   When the body remembers, It remembers the love, The feeling…

By Patrick Ngugi It was about a week before Mildred’s parents, Teresa and Dlamini, arrived from Durban and I was amazed at how fast the days were rushing. It was…

Light showers and slight breezes Sent me shivering and drifting Away from you Seeking sunshine and warmth In foreign waters and lands   The grass was green and luscious On…

The most secure business venture in Kenya is running a bookshop. They are never broken into even during riots.  Kenyans are said not to have a reading culture, but undaunted,…

I did not know loving you so much could turn to this, I don’t know when this love turned to jealousy, I don’t know when I became this dangerous, That…

By Nimmo W., Songs have been sung, because they are easy to sing, Poems have been written, for they are easy to write, Stories have been told, for they are…

By Jeddy Ohanga Blending In Next day I woke up in a strange but beautiful room painted in lime and orange. I was alone on a large bed neatly tucked…

By Albina Hipp Why are many people around the world risking their all? In this corona pandemic, to stand in solidarity to state that Black Lives Matter? To stand in…

By Patrick Ngugi  If you missed Part One, find it here I look at the butterfly shaped tattoo on my right forearm and smile. It is beautiful, but it’s not…

By Kemboi Victor Tony Alfayo walked about at the reception of Jamboni Maternity Wing petrified, distressed and looking very tired. For about a day and half now, he had been here…

By Jane Gerald Thrice the number of times I had been to the club. Thrice the number of times I had seen her. Now on my third drink, my nerves…

By Jedidah Ohanga The two men stood there looking at each other. They had received a blow they didn’t expect and that somewhat excited them even more. They were used…

By Beverly Masita Hi, it’s me. Just like most people, dear ‘Rona found me at the confines of home. You know- where your mother threatens to behead you because you…

By Muriki Meeme When I’m in a bumpy ride There’s no pride by my side Especially when you over-speed Open your eyes very wide Carelessness can be a suicide Well,…

By Anita Wairimu I stood before a mirror; I could hardly recognize the woman who was staring back at me. She was withdrawn, drained, and her eyes were hollow. She…

By Wangeshi Wambua,  in Hungary “Whatever you want to do, to be great at it, you have to love it and be able to make sacrifices for it” Maya Angelou.…

By Creative Writing Now Have you ever thought of becoming a children’s book author? Maybe that goal sounds hard to achieve.  Publishers receive submissions from thousands of writers a year.…

By Beverly Masita Sitting in the corner and looking at people have a go at champagne and dance maybe wasn’t my kind of thing. Grabbing a glass and standing with…

By Winfred Nyokabi I hail from a small village in the armpits of Laikipia that sits on the slopes of Mt. Kenya. This means I get to see many tourists…

If you missd Part One, find it here The whole afternoon Wilmina kept on wondering what Dorcas really wanted of her. At 5 she rang Dismas to tell him that…

By Mundia Ngumi It’s a lazy Sunday afternoon in the outskirts of the city. I’m slowly sipping my favourite drink, at my favourite joint, with my mind disengaged, wondering about…

By Patrick Ngugi  You behold the horizon Scared of the sinking sun That darkens your soul N wish you could stop its flight Through the vast skies of time Dumping…

BY NIMO KURIA Cliff has been thinking of moving out, moving out of his father’s compound. But those aren’t exactly his thoughts… They are from his wife to be. It’s…

By Cecy Gaitho “We are all gathered here to celebrate the life of a woman, whose contribution to the society is immeasurable…” The Master of Ceremony remarked, as he opened…

By Patrick Ngugi Mabel was late. Very late. It was getting to 10.30 pm and this worried me tremendously because the stretch from the matatu stage to the house was…

By Anita W. I thought that it’ll be easy, I thought it’ll cost me nothing, Little did I know it’ll rob me peace, The only thing that kept me going,…

By Nimo Kuria Nadia had just put Trisha, her 5 year old niece to bed then found her way back to the living room.  She reached out for the TV…

 By Patrick Ngugi It’s a fortnight since my chief accountant left, and my figures are in a mess. I need to get a reliable person to head that department just…

By Yunita Cole Bali woke up, unable to sleep anymore. He then relieved himself and took a shower. He placed his uniform on his bed, ready to get dressed up.…

By Wangeshi Wambua Self-love is undoubtedly the oil that wheels my vibrant life. Self-love is the little things you do for yourself. Contrary to the illusion most people have that…

I entered my cubicle hurriedly and realized Terry was lying on the floor motionless. It seemed like the situation had gone from bad to worse. I knelt next to her,…

By Rose Gathoni Sometimes I tend to get so lost in these dreams that reality wake me up Igniting the flames in my mind Slowly letting my thoughts cook Trying…

I have come back home, Back in your arms, Back in your heart, I have come to realize, That, that’s where I belong,   I left without a warning, I…

By Patrick Ngugi He was a street urchin, alright, but still a human being, and every medical care possible should be given to him, I thought as I hurriedly pushed…

By Mwaniki Muriuki We remember you, you who give yourselves of yourselves To fight these deadly and viral deaths: Ebola and Corona Viruses! You who have avowed your souls and…

By Anita W. She looked in the mirror, She could not recognize the woman looking back at her, So thin, emaciated, wrinkled and drained of life, The woman in the…

By Anita W. I came in the name of love, Gave every bit of myself to you, Every bit of my heart and love, Gave up my dreams and career,…

By Rehema Malemba I close my eyes and I see my lips on his…I feel my chest pressing hard against his. His warmth and sweet scent encircling us both. His…

You are the star-turn of my time And with your star-lit eyes Makes me have you in camped memories And would choose to hand you a star fruit To make…

On a rainy chilly Thursday evening Limping from yet another interview Broke as an orphaned church mouse I was drenched to the skin for I couldn’t afford even kid umbrella…

THE TRAP BY Jeddy Gibbs Ohanga We discussed the issue like two grown-ups and agreed on the way forward. His idea made sense and I agreed to it. Meanwhile I…

I gave you my heart wholly, I didn’t think twice while giving it to you, I trusted you with it, Thought you deserved it.   I gave up my all,…

By Anita Nimmo As I look into those big, brown and beautiful eyes, they look like they can see right through me. Cold tears roll down my face as I…

By Evelyn Ogongo “Eii.. .pinyni! – This world!” Sabina had exclaimed at moonlight “Awuoro! -I wonder!” Ogwanjo had been in “Narobi” for the last many days: Many days like three…

By Patrick Ngugi His warm and tender embrace melts away all the anxiety of the past six years. In his arms nothing matters. Suddenly his six year disappearance means nothing.…

By Kemboi Victor I first saw her from the waiting room being cleared by the secretary at the reception. She looked thin, tired, emaciated, stressed, unkempt and desperate. She was…

By Patrick Ngugi H.N. Anderson’s heart soared joyfully as the Cessna took off from Wilson Airport. Soon, she would be breathing the crispy fresh mountain air of Nanyuki, her hometown.…

By Ewen MacAskill An innovative journalism competition organised by Thomson Foundation has been won by Kenya-based journalist, Thomas Mwiraria, who wrote a graphic piece about a poverty-related plague in sub-Saharan Africa.…

By Anita W. One look in your eyes and I get lost in your gaze, I see heaven in your eyes, I swim in the ocean of love there in,…

By Abdulhamid Usman, Nigeria Living in fear and horror Of no word being accepted From typical terror Who is liar related.   Thunderstrike in pristine mind No light will be…

By Patrick Ngugi The church was filled to the brim. I could not believe that I was standing here helplessly, watching David marry Diana. The service was almost over and…

By Mwaniki wa Muriuki Dance with me, in the rains Our sweats swept in its dousing heats Dance with me, when the heavens torrents downpours Our slippery grips sliding and…

By Winfred Nyokabi What plans has Rona thwarted in your life? Well, for me, I had been saving for as long as I can remember for a trip to actually…

By Lewis Wamwanda When I was growing up At every dawn I woke up There was this woman at our gate I used to throw stones at her   Papa…

By Kemboi Victor The rain that had kept me in bed for hours stopped and alternated with the warm rays of the chrome shaped yellow sun that beamed proudly from…

By Kemboi Victor I came to know Juliet in my first month at Huduma Bora Microfinance Bank in Nairobi, where I had gotten job as a teller. She was a Clinician…

By Margueritte Pitjeng What is darkness you ask? Darkness is how you hold a pen Within the confines of your fingers Trying to scribble down your first alphabet. Its how…

By Ridwan Bello, Kaduna, Nigeria Dark, old, and short So slim, lean, with thought Of all the way fate set Forth, with all the pain that Gushed out, above the…

I watched the beautiful orange glow Of the sunset like I’ve always done, It spoke to my soul like it always has But today… It wasn’t as warm Like it used…

The Quantum Shorts Flash Fiction Competition is now open to entries from writers around the world. The contest is completely free to enter, and offers cash prizes up to $1500,…

She kissed I hissed I kissed she blessed Prior we were stressed Now, freely we expressed Her body entangled into mine Mine into hers ebullient entwine Each secretly speaking Each…

Get Part One HERE By Kemboi Victor Everyone seemed to have made a great discovery about me. Reverend Nyakundi could not believe that I could lay my hands on my…

We never asked for them, but they brought them anyway, they became both a blessing and a curse. We can say that our leaders are trying hard, to give our…

By Evelyn Ongogo Okoth Kikoto has a mouth His mouth is just like any other mouth But his mouth is dangerous! It is venomous! The village calls him the Mouthy…

BETRAYAL By Jeddy Gibbs Ohanga Dinner was a mess, Corrine had set me up. Her man had come with a business associate. This guy was all over me like blue…

By Beverly Masita You could say I was deep in thought as I sipped my coffee on New Year’s Eve. I was here early, drowning in coffee and music, reading…

By Evelyne Ongogo Okoth The world has gone to pieces Little remnants of glory trickle down our feet As we desperately watch a world That was once full of bliss…

From motherland where sirens are war planes and tankers trains The ambulances, battle bullets and blasting bombs And medics, the vulgar murderous militias or the selfless slaying soldiers All in…

Saturday was reserved for going to munanda. Munanda is a cattle dip. All cows from within and outside the location, trode all the way to the munanda from all the…

I must speak my mind Even if with closed eyes To avoid her mesmerizing eyes Which weaken my shaky knees When she looks and smiles at me Yes! Today I…

The Diary of a Kenyan Village girl in Europe… Jo napot, greetings from the land of cayenne pepper! Yes, so far I know ten Hungarian words. So, let me continue…

By Wangeshi Wambua Is motherhood a sacrifice or a privilege? Is it selfless or selfish? Many may say that I am writing from a place of privilege therefore project that…

By Muriki Meeme Political parties merge for a change Togetherness dance prevailing Good to see the big ship sailing Coalitions for a common goal Giving back to the people Getting…

By Kemboi Victor The six elders sat under the giant Mogoiywet tree of Kaimen shopping center, as they flashed glances on curious villagers who were seated on the grass. This…

INCOGNITO The ancient Greeks and Romans knew that there were times when you didn’t want to be recognized. For example, a myth tells how Zeus and Hermes visited a village…

By Kemboi Victor Bryson’s return to Kenya from the States after the completion of his Masters degree finally came with jubilation. He was really excited to be home again, to reunite…

By Anita Wairimu As I stand here today, where you took me on our first date, so young, naive and shy and also so in love. You couldn’t look me…

By Kemboi Victor The moment I stepped out of my office my eyes landed on her. Madam Boswony, I recalled, was the toughest and the unkindest boss I had ever…

By Cecy Gaitho I do not know why Sam Mateso crossed my mind that day. Probably, the thought was sparked by the call I had just received from my son…

By Kemboi Victor Inside the cabin of the cruiser was nearly dark as it was covered, such that it was difficult for light to come in; and the policemen hung…

By Kemboi Victor I have been sitting at Barizi Gardens for over an hour waiting for my friend Sam to arrive from the other side of Eldoret town, where he had…

By Nimo Kuria Nathan seethed in anger all evening, how could a well-planned date go south so suddenly? Who did Lucky think she was? At the back of his mind,…

By Muriki Meeme Many people ask me Who I am and where I come from But when I explain to them It is like I entertain people But I have to be…

I’m not talking about the corrupted trust word C, no. I’m talking about real trust. That word hardly exists in this country. Trust is rare. The corporates that could be…

By Patrick Ngugi His clothes, though clean were so crumpled, you’d think he had slept in them. But then, he was perhaps, the cleanest beggar I have ever seen. He…

  By Nimo Kuria I checked in late… Not that I didn’t know my boarding time, there had been a mix up. Two friends of mine had suddenly decided to…

By Nimo Kuria Triza Mpwe composed herself and sat up, facing Erick. “How are you feeling now?’” Erick enquired of her as he pulled the his seat closer. “My head…

By MWANIKI WA MURIUKI Here, these lovers of off-lights lust These that at night their thighs greedily thirst From every unlit lounge they buzz and burst Like termites after finally,…

Writers! Are you a parent, do you know parents, or do you have parents? Then maybe, just maybe, you’ll be interested in getting paid to write about parenting. The following is a…

By Muriki Meeme-The Poet The pirates of terror You fight the new error Kill by sword die by sword For evil and not for good You will get the same…

By Evelyn Ongogo The poem in my lip won’t fade with age Her melody ‘s like an arrow that dares the sun’s eyeball Waters of blue hue runs in the…

By Muriki Meeme I’m moving on forward When I look backward There stands a heavy load It’s always hanging up on me I feel running out of energy So hard…

By Faith Gikunda [Meru, Kenya] Huge, dark and ugly, it crashes in Invading our world mercilessly Without warning or slightest care Affecting generations all over His steps are firm and…

By Evelyn Ongogo So baffling that people toil and strain To make mansions of life Mansions, where they stand To look upon other souls With spite and despise All for…

By Patrick Ngugi “Ouch!” Travis Sakame muttered under his breath as the razor cut into his finger while he trimmed his nails. Unconsciously he put the finger in his mouth…

By Cecy Gaitho and Anita Nimmoh Sundays were showing off days and the Wamakere village church was the perfect place. Young women would come in droves, to show off their…

Parched lips Thirsty throat Depleted cup Waiting for ever for A delightful refill That fails to pour   And lips that yearn For a touch of lips That vanished in…

By Patrick Ngugi I am not sure what made me notice her. Was it her tall gawky appearance, or the totally black outfit she wore, the black jeans trouser and…

By Kemboi Victor I should tell my father to help me bring Tina back, I thought later and relaxed. My father had just retired from the army and he had…

BY LILIAN WAIRIMU There she was staring out of the matatu window. Her mind racing and trying to process so much. Why is there so much traffic jam, that woman…

Akoko nyar nam, Mourn your husband well Mourn him, daughter of the Lake Mourn Oduka as if the world is ending tomorrow He was the spear that pierced the sleeping…

By  Evelyne Ongogo I won’t keep words that harm Nor sneers that hurt I won’t carry a tool of despise Nor attend a school of spite I haven’t a space…

By Patrick Ngugi I finally met Maggie Lisper Wamaitsa after a decade of romantic letter exchanges, during which I even proposed and she accepted, and I promised I’d give her…

You are allowed to spend. Ok. Sparingly. Ok. Why aren’t you spending? Because you said.. That you SHOULD spend, sparingly. Ok. I mean, you MUST spend. Ok. Your budget must…

Before you go, Please look behind once more, And remember all the good times we had, But when you leave, don’t bang the door, Lest you need it, when you…

By Kemboi Victor As I watched her walk down the aisle of the decorated church holding flowers against her tummy I admired her like the first time I saw her.…

By Kemboi Victor It was two months since Tina left after we had had a little fight and I could not fathom ways of bringing her back. That night I…

By Patrick Ngugi I buried my face in my handcuffed palms, too ashamed to lookup and scan the courtroom, as I did not want my gaze to meet my family…

By Mundia Ngumi It was getting to dusk. This day, I was not in a hurry as usual. I had sworn to start taking things easy, maybe because of age…

By Cecy Gaitho “When I grow up I want to be a pilot.” And every day, young Malaki would go out into the fields and excitedly wave at the passing…

I don’t know what I did To deserve your attention Attention that has me glued, To something bright and beautiful   In the middle of a cold lonely night I…

Get Part One HERE BY Kemboi Victor “Some girls are funny sweetheart.” I continued. “Their eyes do not go beyond their noses. Their minds refuse to think when they see…

By Anita W. At times I wonder, How do things happen? Why do they happen anyway? It all leaves me bewildered, And can make one go insane.   Life is…

By Mundia Ngumi “Ambia mtu wako awache kuharibu manyumba za watu kama hujampatia mapenzi ya kutosha mwambie awachane na mpenzi wangu atafute aliye single” On finding this SMS in his…

  By Ridwan Bello, Kaduna, Nigeria How massive and tall are you dear That the heavenly sky laid its body here And the mother earth envies your richness For all…

By Patrick Ngugi Wilmina Mudeshi had had enough.  She could not continue with these tribulations anymore. It was time to leave, she thought as she gripped the small bottle sleeping…

By Muiruri Gathu For the couple Ngobo and Sylvia, the day began as a normal one and so they anticipated it would come to an end. After breakfast they engaged…

By Yunita Cole I still wonder how I had managed to drive all the way from Londiani to Kitale and back on that day, without causing any fatalities amid this…

By Ridwan Bello, Kaduna, Nigeria At the very beginning While no one cares to See, or cares to know How homo-sapiens We will become we Never give up hope.  …

By Kemboi Victor The neighborhood was unusually restrained that morning. Very few vehicles and motorbikes roared on the road and only a few people were seen walking quietly, most of…

By Patrick Ngugi Is it you? Or my eyes? Bewitching me? Or Anxiety in my heart Spinning my dazed head Every time I see you In the eyes of mind…

By Julius Mundia Mrs Mbugu drives a black Harrier 3.0. She dresses in Turkey skirt suits always matching with lingerie, shoes and other accessories. She always does her shopping in…

  By Ridwan Bello, Kaduna [Nigeria] Lying alone under that sick Silent tree, awaiting his eve rose To who shall pass by him without Saying hello for old time’s sake.…

By Cecy Gaitho “Pewa kama mlivyo!” A clearly drunken voice shouted from the back of Mama Pima’s den. He spoke in a slurred manner, having spent the whole morning in…

  By Patrick Ngugi Hackson Mukora didn’t think it funny although a crooked grin spread across his face as if he was enjoying the macabre joke that was sending his…

By NIMO KURIA Triza Mpwe, a widow, milled behind the casket bearers with her head bowed low. Beside her on the left and the right were her twin sons. Though…

I have done many things, To be who you think I am, I have borrowed clothes, Shoes and handbags, Money to make my hair and do make up, You have…

By Baya Osborn Change or vicissitude Awfully reassuring in its tidy reliance Something imminently bad must transpire Is it the enacting pain of Xenophobia? Is it Nairobi and Lusaka? Or…

[Crucified on my cross] Two crosses and a half Lay in the carpentry – wasted Waiting for the next victim On Pilate’s death row   Business was that bad Not…

How could you, You merciless thief, Leave me with nothing of my own, For all that I had, I showered it all on you.   Why don’t you get contented?…

Kamene, Mutie’s wife, I have seen you looking at me work, I can’t count the number of times, You visit our home, Why sudden interest in us?   Kamene, Mutie’s…

By Patrick Ngugi He opened his eyes, and this time the lights scorched his eyes. He let out a sharp scream and shut them tightly. He tried to lift his…

By Ridwan Bello, Kaduna, Nigeria Shall I cry? I never know.   When she asked For my fate in her Empty self was to Make me hollow I never know.…

Come on, you can do this, You should not stay down when you fall, Stand up, shake off the dust, Put a smile on that face and move on, You…

BY SEEB DURAZI [U.K] The dim, smoky flame from the paraffin lamp flickered slightly in the salty night breeze wafting in through the open window.  It was a warm night,…

Whisper to me the stories of midnight When the moon is lonely and all alone at night Murmur to me the folk tales of the night When the sounds of…

By Anthony Muiruri His death captured the imagination of all those who knew him. Our whole township went to his funeral of course for varying reasons. The poor gluttons because…

By Nimo Kuria Nate spent more time on Facebook than it was evident on his profile. He was the anonymous guy with a tree for a profile photo and a…

By Jane Gerald He watched, his hands on the frosted glass wall and his head lowered, as the etch of his sin grew larger on the wet floor. The red…

By Kemboi Victor By morning the following day I had acquired everything Madam Boswony had demanded of me. I walked to the Transfil Plaza, room 211, Worldwide Internet Company offices…

By Kemboi Victor Trevor Mukami exited the restaurant and stood facing a fleet of cars at the parking lot. He admired his new Mercedes Benz and smiled, longing to meet…

By Kemboi Victor The rain stopped and cold braced the atmosphere ushering in discomfort. Kiruhi, the watchman on duty, entered the gatehouse and picked his raincoat from the hanger on…

By Anita W. You are my rose, You are my flower, The flower that I love and cherish, A flower with beauty, that never fades.   You are my rose,…

By Marxie Douglas Dark, sparkling and still dark.. Lovely with amazing tone.. Tickling the soul this shade.. Does it terrify?   It alludes to sexiness.. Envy among the colours.. It…

By Patrick Ngugi [Kiambu, Kenya] Stillness surrounding And   transcending all In loud sprawling silence Consciousness… That powerful stillness Cool and refreshing Like clear still water That really runs deep Experiencing……

ByJedidah Ohanga To the hotel manager, Rozzina’s dad arrival was like a terrorist attack. He wore ordinary clothes so that nobody recognized who he was. First he went to his…

By Patrick Ngugi The tiny mosquito on the ceiling kept on growing fatter and fatter, its tiny tummy emitting a red glow, showing how full it was with the blood…

By Cecy Gaitho The land of Gikuyu and Mumbi is blessed with an abundance of food. Mwene Nyaga is said to have met His people at the great Mt. Kenya…

By Lilian Wairimu As he sits, Shaping his lips to an imagined love heart, His head droops down Down; is it the heavy thoughts? Or the drink before him, Stretching…

By Jediddah Ohanga An hour later, she saw him off to the gate and promised to meet him on Monday at his showroom to complete the paper work. She would…

By Evelyn Okoth Ongogo Hate her or love her Love her or hate her But she remains my centre of passion She is the pot Where my life’s concoction brews…

By Lewis Wamwanda and Ezekiel Immo Monday I met a lady Collided with me at the bus stop Her apologies was a love song in my mind   Tuesday I roamed…

By Anita W. You left without a word, You left without a hug or a kiss, You left my heart empty, That was so soon,   You had promised to…

I saw how you used to stare at him, How you used to smile at him, Saw how you allured him to your bed, How you saw him secede his…

By Winfred Nyokabi Now let me tell you a story of how I was taken out to a dinner date. This village girl has been yapping here how she is…

From the moment I laid my eyes on you, You have never left my mind, You made my mind and heart your home, You became my endless song, The rhythm…

Na Hussein Kassim “Usimfanyie masihara kwa huo upofu wake! Haipendezi…” maneno yalimtoka Latifa Baridi ambaye alielekea kuchoshwa na kuchushwa na kasumba ya Ali Baya. Rafiki yake wa dhati.  Yapata ni…

By Patrick Ngugi Part two [If you missed Part One, get it HERE] We went for a long walk with Miriam as catechist accompanied Otish’s mother and the boys to…

Kabla sijaoa, nitataka kuwa na hakika kuwa anafaa kweli. Nitataka kudadisi hulka zake kwa upana. Nimpitue, halafu nimweke sawa. Nimkunje, kisha nimkunjue. Nimvae, kisha nimvue. Nimwangushe, kisha nimwinue. Nimtege, halafu…

By Muriki Meeme Everything has completely changed World has changed People have changed Life has changed Be prepared for a new change It is unwelcoming Pain streaming No one saw…

If you missed Part One.. Get it here By Kemboi Victor Our stopover was at Nakuru. Though I was really pressed and badly needed to go to the washroom, I…

By Mundia Ngumi Kinyua is tongue tied this morning. He has been caught squarely like a deer in it’s trap. Kinyua, whose drinking has always been habitual since he got…

BY Hussein Kassim “Son, tell me you like her!” These are words that do not seem to fade from my dad’s mouth. Not anytime soon. He keeps insisting that the…

By Margueritte Pitjeng What is the definition of love I ask? Imprudent and dunked in a pool of acid is what you replied Selling yourself to the depths of happiness…

  By Kemboi Victor I had never thought that a day would come when I would end up at the dungy, sweat-smelling cells of Shimoni Central Police station. I had…

By Mundia Ngumi It’s 5.00am on a Friday morning of July 1984. I wake up naturally without an alarm, and prepare myself for school. It’s drizzling, chilly and misty. I…

By Rehema Malemba Robert is again on his lonely way home from Ubunifu Primary School. The sun is at its setting end, colouring the western horizon orange. Long shadows of…

BY NIMO KURIA It was on the third day of Triza’s return back home from her parents’ house that she had made up her mind to get straight with Erick.…

By Patrick Ngugi On April 28th 2020, Sebuleni creative writing online magazine marked its second year since its first stories were published in April 2018. What started as a vague…

By Mundia Ngumi “Kuja hapa, mkora hii”, [Come here you vagabond] a hoarse voice shouted from behind me. I could sense urgency and danger. My sixth sense alerted me to…

By Lewis Wamwanda I wonder why people call tomorrow, tomorrow Yet I see no sense in their choice of words Not that I don’t trust them But I still wonder…

By Anita W. We stood by and watched jealously, As you were about to marry, For you we were happy, Yet we were feeling somehow empty, In our renowned singles’…

Bring them – yeah, let me feel them Let me taste their heavenly flavor Yeah, bestow on me those lips Let’s kill the Agni consuming me That hair or yours……

By Muriki Meeme The illness claiming lives of many This is alarming state of  emergency Answer for cancer is everyone’s worry In this twenty first century As I share this…

By Seeb Durazi Daniel Mwendwa sat pensively, in a secluded corner in the restaurant, peering anxiously from behind the lush, large leaves of the potted plant that partially concealed the…

By Cecy Gaitho “The Forbes list of top 40 under 40 is out, and for the first time in history, a Kenyan is on the lead!” I cannot tell if…