Short Stories

Short Stories
Nights We Meet
December 7, 2017
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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 ask what’s playing on the stereo. “It’s folk music. Hozier? No?” She scrunches up her nose. “What are you, like forty?” I laugh […]
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Through Her Lense
November 16, 2017
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Previously in Kagwe’s World… There is nothing like a falling out to remind you that Nairobi can be both a big and small town at the same time. On the bad days, when you’ve given yourself over to the spirit of pining, (or the spirits and the pining), you think about running into her. It […]
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If in Doubt, Call Mom
November 9, 2017
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Previously in Kagwe’s world… Every now and then, in chasing life’s summits, I come upon some loose rocks and find myself on unsure footing. During such times, it’s comforting to turn back to the warmth of my mother’s food and be a child again for a bit. In my mother’s house, it’s okay to make […]
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Melee
October 27, 2017
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Previously in Kagwe’s World… Sometimes, life hands you a gift when you’re not looking for anything. You’re just going about your business, worried about the same old things. Am I burning through money too fast? Is my job secure with all the instability at work? Why do I feel stuck? So you go out for […]
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The Envelope
October 19, 2017
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Previously in Njambi’s world… Kagwe . The gust of wind blowing through the J.K.I.A parking lot feels like that pop and fizz of a beer being opened. I’ve just landed from Khartoum; my hottest flight yet. I take off my blazer and hang it up in the trunk of my car. The breeze teases the […]
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Divergent Roads
October 12, 2017
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Previously in Njambi’s world… The smell of gasoline so soon after breakfast makes my stomach roil. We are at a gas station off Waiyaki way filling up for a trip over the long weekend. It is Kagwe’s idea to drive down to Nakuru for an evening game drive and spend the night. Tomorrow we’re heading […]
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Jezebel
September 28, 2017
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Previously in Njambi’s World… We’re seated in a small ballroom in Kilimani quaffing glasses of box wine before the open bar closes. Nancy and I forked up a ton of cash for this women’s seminar. The spirit of it is to have raw and candid conversations about the men in our lives. We are eating […]
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Barefoot
September 14, 2017
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Previously in Njambi’s world… Daisy and I are running around in the backyard playing fetch. I was washing the cars when I noticed that her fur was matted, so I turned the hose on her. She doesn’t particularly enjoy bath time so when we’re done, I reward her with treats and a good game of […]
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The Pebble in My Shoe
September 7, 2017
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Previously in Njambi’s World… I can’t breathe. Something sinister is lurking in the room, something terrifying. My eyes won’t open. My lungs won’t fill with air. My hands are pinned down. There’s a boulder on my ribs. There are hands around my neck, dry, rough hands gripping tighter and tighter. I can’t move. I. Can’t. […]
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Say Uncle
August 25, 2017
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Previously in Njambi’s world… To launch an arrow, you must first draw it back on the bowstrings before you release it. It’s just a temporary drawback before it launches into the air and hits the bull’s eye. That’s what I’m telling myself as I eavesdrop on Kagwe and his mother cackling in the living room. […]