Remembering Eddy

Eddy passed on two days before the Christmas of 2020. It was just before dawn, according to police reports. He was found lying lifeless by a stranger somewhere in the…

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Help is on the way

We are our choices, a great person once said. I struggle to remember who it was but I won’t fall into the trap of passing it off as Shakespeare’s. It…

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A Fly to Infinity

Remember Sanga? The friend I wrote about here last year? (Q and A with Mwangolo Sanga). I had a long conversation with him two days ago in which he dispassionately…

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And Many More…

When it clocks midnight today, I will be a year older. For two decades and a year or so, I have been on a journey that has been largely characterized…

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Stuck at the Edge

My name is Maxwell but my friends call me Max. Or at least that’s what I used to be called when I had friends. The life that I have known…

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An Evening Hunt

Nyago is annoyed. He is running short of breath and fuming with hot bile. He hates being woken up from his routine afternoon nap and never hesitates to strike anyone…

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