Musings

Still Pretty Great

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A photo of heart-shaped balloons in the air.

Alternative Title: I Kissed Dating Goodbye. (Shaurraut to all my babes raised in purity culture. We will overcome!) I write this as I prepare to bury myself in a binge-read of an eight-book romance series. I have not even begun but it’s taking me a lot of effort not to squeal every time I think […]

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The Distance Between Us

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a corked bottle with a scroll inside it, lying on the ground near a body of water

Alternative Title 1: Why Does Friendship Get Harder as You Get Older? Alternative Title 2: For Julie Friendship is a funny thing. One moment you’re going about the business of existing in a capitalist world that takes everything from you (your time, your energy, your relationships, your dignity, your will to live, et cetera) and […]

Stories

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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The Way We Love

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love

Love, I always thought, was something that just happened to you. You didn’t have much of a say in it. You weren’t the boss of it. When love spoke, you listened and you didn’t ask questions. Or you could, if you were ready to receive silence in return for your curiosity. Love, it just was. […]

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Lost Love: The Notebook(s)

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the notebook

There are things we go through that we are supposed to grow through. Things that beat us about, press us into a corner, force us to rethink everything. Things that teach us what matters and what doesn’t, things that help us become. Difficult things, like high school or losing everything you own. Then there are […]

Stories

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 […]

Stories

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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Perspective

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The first time I went there I thought, “Oh hell no.” It was an area of Nairobi I had been never been to before. Suddenly, I was thankful that my father had had none of my pathetic attempts at being Miss Independent, and had insisted that there was no way I would go by myself. […]

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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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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 […]