How to keep a man

    In a crowded bus coming from Bendel you would see a pretty lady sitting at the back row, face pressed on the window. Her name is Onome. Her facebook profile reads ‘Lady gaga’ while her twitter handle reads something in the lines of ‘fair goddess’ but her complexion says otherwise. She is the colour of burnt yams, a streak of brown here, and then black there. Onome wants you to believe she is happy. To her, happiness is something you feign till you get it right. She doesn’t want you to think her life is miserable and she wakes each day feeling angry. Far from it, this pretty lady is…


    Mad House

    A man is never ugly, mama had said. And that was how I  ended up with Kibuku -the man that calls himself my husband. In the early days, I couldn’t stomach the ugly look. I couldn’t stop wondering how God had made such an ugly being. I couldn’t sleep beside him at night without cursing him a million times for his snores that shook our small flat. But with time, just as mama had said, I had reconciled with the fact that it wasn’t all about good looks and body. It was about the heart. Matters of the heart. About having someone who adores the very ground you step on.…


    I Am In Love With A Married Man

    I am in love with a married man. He calls me baby. He says his day begins with thoughts of me, and that each dawn heightens his feelings for me. I am in love with a married man. We had dated for two months before I discovered he is married. That this man I call lover is a father to two teenagers and a husband to a petite woman. But it didn’t change anything. It didn’t. Rather it made me love him more. The excitement and secrecy was like pumping adrenaline. It drew us together like magnet. And before we knew it our passion soared above skyscrapers and became too…

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