Why I Constantly Do Stupid Things.

Every time I am asked about my life choices and decisions, and why they don’t seem to align with what is seemingly wise or acceptable; I always lack the words to express my reasons and my vocabulary suddenly seems limited. And so I had taken to blaming genetics and my nomadic ancestry by an extended…

The Beauty That Is Luke Cage

Not long ago, I shared a Keke Napep (Rickshaw/ Tuk Tuk, my main source of transportation and inspiration) with two of the most unpleasant human beings I have ever encountered. I was on my way to a wedding on the outskirts of town. Baffling as it was, it didn’t occur to these two people that…

Tales From Behind A Dusty Window

via Daily Prompt: Quill This is a story that will be well told, I know it; but a sadness engulfs me because I will never know it. There is a distance and space between me and the writer, a barricade of tar and gravel that I am not allowed to cross. A unseen boundary that…

Mornings

via Daily Prompt: Tether To be awake: is to be hooked to the sounds of the day, to the visions and images that unfold through the wandering of the body through the spaces it inhabits. To be awake: is to be upright, steady and motivated into searching for the passages that direct the purpose of…

This Thing Called Love

For two mother loving long years, I tried to write a love story. This is something I subconsciously avoided since I started writing. And as it is with one’s fears, to overcome it, I had to start at why. Only I didn’t because… One freezing night, feeling delusional and inspired; I switched on my computer…

Open Letter To My Father

Originally posted on Forward With Faltering Steps:
Dear Dad, This letter is an act of remembering. I think of you as a person thinks of a sweet scent that he has smelled briefly only once and  yearns for because he will never smell it again. All I am left with are weak traces of what…

Multiple Choice Answer

In the land of life lies the book of the living; and in the book of the living lies a question to be answered for a name to be recorded. “How do you live a life of purpose?”, do you a) Face the danger that comes with your choice or b) draw from deep waters…

Don’t Mind Your Business: Help End Violence Against Women.

I was asked to speak about violence against women and my brain immediately shut down. This usually happens when a topic or theme seems bigger than me and encompasses the whole universe. It also happens when I am scared to death because suddenly something that is meant to come out of my mouth is suppose…

Who We Were…

A time not too long ago, we lived in a place of flourish, in an evergreen house, in a sanctuary. However, the world outside beckoned relentlessly, promising to be a vast land for the exploration of dreams and the mining of visions. And so we prepared ourselves, we wrapped hope around us, we were fully…

An Illusion of Choice

The realtor said with a smile as wide as her outstretched arms: “Look! You have so much choice and options, take your pick.” I looked carefully, from side to side and asked, “Are they not all the same width and height? Do they not have the same functionality and number of rooms? Is there any…

The Destination is The Starting Point.

My take on Sonya’s picture prompt for Three Line Tales, Week Thirty Eight . I really cracked my brain on this one but it was fun to do. Try it!     My dreams require a crawling out of the shadowy darkness of self doubt. After which I often take a long fearful walk rife with the…

Try…It Will Be Worth It.

via Daily Prompt: Volunteer It is not what you wish to do in that moment but it might make an ignored person in a crowded room feel less alone, and so you volunteer your smile. it is not how you planned on spending your evening but your old neighbor lives alone and badly needs to…