Tag: #Fiction

  • In a bid to return to my fiction roots, I present here an old flash fiction piece I submitted to a friendly writing competition with my Nigerian friends. Seems a little apt given the present political climate in Kenya. The distance was still the same but the road had certainty changed. Stubborn potholes had borne […]

  • Tony didn’t have much say in his life. That’s why, one day, a tall man with kind eyes, an “Amercan” accent and a matted beard was deposited at his house. Mike, his 26-year-old cousin was back from the land of the KFC and the KKK. And Tony’s mother was determined that her late sister’s son […]