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Left Behind

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There was this time, I was 11, maybe 12 years old and the class teacher made me sit with Yvonne. She was the smartest girl in class, and honestly, a bit dull. And judgmental. She would look at me the exact same way that every teacher did: with a worried shake of the head. ‘You […]

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Next Door

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Next Door

The first time you meet him, you are bent over a bucket, with your sweatpants rolled up to your lower thighs, a satin scarf tied around your head in the same way your grandmother ties hers and your fingers wrinkling. It is Saturday and you are washing two weeks’ worth of laundry—bedsheets and towels included. […]

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Home

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You walked into her bedroom-her bedroom with the light in every corner and the pretty, somewhat delicate, lavender curtains- and found her curled up in the beanbag chair she bought at Nakumatt almost a year ago. The price had been wild, to you, not her, and you had asked her why she would want a […]

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Unrequited

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The way these things end depends on a variety of things. The weather. The place. The state of our hearts and whether we knew each other’s favourite colours. Or the shape of each other’s dreams. My favourite colour was blue and you knew this. You made a point of making sure I knew that you […]

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Caught

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On a cloudy Tuesday afternoon, it will hit you, perhaps for the first time, how little a human life costs. The price of a mid-range smart phone. You will be clutching at your bag, taking short hurried steps along Tom Mboya Street. There are always people here, and now, as rush hour begins, it seems […]

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Mortality

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I couldn’t help but stare at him. My phone was in my right hand, the screen displaying my chat list on Whatsapp. I mindlessly scrolled up and down, trying to look occupied. It was a lousy attempt at being covert about my staring- tact has never been my most admirable quality- and it wouldn’t take […]

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Soft, Not Straight

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The clock ticks slowly- ever so slowly- towards 9:20. You allow your gaze to shift from the good lady in front of you going on about Hitler’s faulty strategies in World War 2, to the leaves basking in the mid-morning sunshine outside your window. A gentle breeze pushes them to rustle just a bit, and […]

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Those Annoying Artists

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He always carried his laptop around. Always. If people who knew him were asked if they were sure he had two legs and a laptop, the prompt response would be something like, “Well, I don’t know about two legs, but he definitely has a laptop.” It was like he was joined to it at the […]

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I Am Not Like Other Girls

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“I am not like other girls.” How many times has the phrase found its way through the lips of a girl, into the welcoming ears of a world that has forever been considered a man’s? We plaster it on social media. We pride ourselves in the distance we imagine we have put between ourselves and […]