I saw the creep who had been following me the past week again. My stomach muscles went taut. There was

Leilah Fariha Abdikarim Mohammed disembarked the UAE Airliner at Moi International Airport, Mombasa straight from Kismayo and breathed in the

Fariha Abdiwey boarded the No.9 matatufrom Eastleigh for the last time. She had bid her family goodbye for the glory

Photo: devianART.(www.devianart.com)  “I’m leaving the church, Bishop,” Fr. Nicholas said.             “You want it out there, Father, but winter is

The president’s daughter flew past me sprinting to only God knew where. She wouldn’t have even waited for me to

Diary of an Army Officer; The pre-Westgate days of laxity were long gone. We were more proactive than before, ever

There was only one place to go, definitely not home. I was going to go missing. * I felt like

It felt like I was connected to my wife’s car by a tow hook. I could actually see her through

Black Communion (Poems of the New African Poets) is an anthology of poems by the new age African poets. It was

Frank stood beside the bed semi-nude, a snow-white hotel towel wrapped around his teeny-weeny waist for a man. When he

My next poetry collection, Flights of Poetic Fancy, will be out on 02 January, 2014 by CreateSpace Independent Publishing.  Flights of

I dreamt, and I live my dream today. Reality is wrong. Dreams are real. With Tupac’s mind today I’m strong.Deep