Short Stories

Short Stories
Playing Fast and Loose
February 22, 2018
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Previously in Kagwe’s World… The shrieks of children stomping around the driveway pull me from sleep. My eyes are sore and I could swear someone has set up a blacksmith’s shop on my temples. Swallowing feels like trying to play Slip ‘N Slide on dry rubber. My tongue is stuck to the floor of my […]
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The Night is Ours
February 15, 2018
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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 into a scrape. Wise men get the hint right away. They fold up and go home. But the universe knows human nature […]
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Minefield
February 8, 2018
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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 crawls through my psyche the way one does on the walls of an old house. I […]
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My Father’s Music
February 1, 2018
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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, black cobra or an antsy lioness with day-old cubs. He sat squarely on the pedestal of an African father, which tells you two things. First, that […]
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Bedfellows
January 26, 2018
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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 look so chic that I am compelled to put my scuffed flats further down the porch. Maybe behind that potted plant. When I […]
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Done and Dusted
January 18, 2018
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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 Thursdays, everyone keeps to themselves. We listen to music on headphones and make calls out on the balcony. When we consult, we do so in low tones. […]
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The Duke
January 11, 2018
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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 brace finally came off and I can wear heels again. I’ve been swooshing my sleeveless, navy blue, chiffon dress across the […]
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The Unravelling
January 4, 2018
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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 teacups, because she thinks her kids will tell on her if she takes out the wine glasses. “Martin thinks I have a drinking […]
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Ebb and Flow
December 21, 2017
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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 weeks since Mel left. She changed her WhatsApp profile photo to one of her at the airport in Cape Town, […]
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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 […]