The Night is Ours
Previously in Kagwe’s World… Three things could’ve clued me in on how my night turns out. The universe is always kind enough to send you a sign when you’re about to weave yourself ...
Minefield
Previously in Njambi’s world … Kagwe * In the second month since Mel left for Cape Town I start to crack. It is not a sudden crack, like the snap of a twig. It is a gradual crack that craw...
My Father’s Music
Previously in Njambi’s world… My father was a storyteller. He had a penchant for horror and could spin tales with astounding hyperbole. His stories would likely involve a 20-feet-long, bla...
Bedfellows
Previously in Njambi’s world… Saturday afternoon, when I pull up to my driveway, Daisy doesn’t meet me out-front. I am met instead by a pair of red, velvet, peep-toe, ankle boots. They l...
Done and Dusted
Previously in Njambi’s world… On Fridays, the party starts early at our office. Majority of our staff are graphics designers and marketing interns running social media. Mondays to Thursday...
The Duke
Previously in Njambi’s World … I’m clacking my heels down the hallway from the kitchenette, when I see him. It’s 10:00 AM in the morning and I’m feeling radiant like the sun. My foot...
The Unravelling
Previously in Kagwe’s world… Njambi * “So how was the vacay?” Nancy asks. I shrug. I don’t know what to say about the trip. We’re seated in her backyard having Chardonnay in teacup...
Ebb and Flow
Previously in Kagwe’s world… Why is it, that if a certain amount of time passes when you haven’t spoken to some people, it becomes a battle of who will blink first? It has been five week...
Nights We Meet
Previously in Kagwe’s World … I’m seated at the counter of a deserted terrace bar chatting up the bartender. She’s eyeballing me over her geek glasses, because I was uncool enough to a...
Unfazed
    Amid the quagmire, noise and rush, I get a few moments of hush, Moments of silence deep enough To drown out the world’s huff and puff, Moments quiet enough to hear only the sounds Of o...