I am Good At What I Do

How did I find myself in this space? Do I really belong here? Do I even know what I am doing? I am here, though, amn’t I? Will I stay here? Yes. Yes. Yes. What will I be doing here, though? Everything that I am doing right now. To be honest, I don’t even know

Human

All the journeys I have ever embarked on have traumatised me in one way or another. They have had me questioning what ‘being human’ means. What do you think being human is? Are you human? Is humanity a good thing? Last week I was traveling to the countryside. It is one journey I always look

Pretty Girls And Yoghurt Cans

I can’t trust myself to enjoy my yoghurt from a straw. One minute in, and I will be ransacking my bag for a spoon to give the yoghurt a decent descend into my stomach. I will even be closing my eyes to savour the taste and feel of the chill goodness rolling off my tongue, and I might even moan a little bit to motivate my mouth to ask for more.

Moon.

The moon is quite a sight to behold. The moon is a poet’s lover. To me, the moon is my calendar.

My First Time Traveling To AMERUCA.

Have you ever traveled to a new place in a scary time? Well, what’s more scarier for a timid girl than an overspeeding matatu full of passengers and heading to a strange town? Let’s go to AMERUCA!

Take Me Back Home.

I graduated on the 17th of December last year. After 16 years of studying, this milestone should’ve been the one I celebrated with a jubilee. I wasn’t that compelled to celebrate my degree with as much joy as everyone did and expected because I had this heavy uncertainty that questioned me from within; who am

Sempeiyo

When I was a child, I wanted to become a lawyer. Some of my friends wanted to become pilots and neurosurgeons. These professional ambitions filled our parents with hope because jobs in these fields were held in high esteem. My brother, however, wanted to become a bus driver. When he first told us about his

Rose.

Here is to us, the youth. The smoke is thickening but we need to stay afloat. We need to remember that happiness is our own making. That love and beauty are what we deserve. That pain and everything nasty isn’t our portion. Here is to us that need to choose. Enjoy!

It’s Us/ Ni Sisi; Movie Review.

Movie Title: It’s Us/ Ni Sisi.Year of Production: 2013.Director: Nick Reding.Reviewer: Jepkosgei Marion. Set in a Kenyan ghetto, It’s Us/ Ni Sisi, is a story of a village whose communities had been living together in perfect peace sharing love and harmony, until a politician driven by the hunger for power and malice, devised ways to

“I am African. ” He Said.

A poem about someone I met once and liked.