I have a name

I have a name. In my mother's womb perhaps my people had a different name from me compared to the ones chosen for me. I have a name. I was named after my grandmother. I was named by my father. I have a clan name. So why remix my name or hand me titles that … Continue reading I have a name


Fetching Water

Fetching Water is an art. It can't be done by just anyone. It's an art pouring water in a glass but leaving a small gap so it isn't over-filled. Also, balancing it as you snake your way through guests to deliver water. That's why when you don't end up speaking to the girl of your … Continue reading Fetching Water

I’m A Boy

Coming back as a boy doesn't seem so bad. Nobody cares if they come back looking hellish. Doing stupid things freely instead of being handed a small mwiko that subconsciously ingrains mothering as an ambition. Nobody really cares if he cries his heart out because it’ll toughen him up.  Kissing teenage girls under the moonlight and … Continue reading I’m A Boy