Prior to Dr. Odhiambo Mbai’s death, the concept of being a Luo in Kenya, though occupying most of my early childhood, was abstract. I knew we...
I didn’t know which emotion to feel first – disgust, shame, guilt, anger, anger, anger…I fixed up my dress and took what was left of who...
Of the central white protagonist experiencing Africa with Africans as a backdrop in their adventures: Why are we still doing this in 2019? Is it possible...
Something happened on December 31st, 2011, and seemingly overnight, Kenyans began to religiously comply with the expanding security protocols. I was no exception. I credit a...
Moi Avenue at this time of night is like a river, with predators on both sides of the banks. Herds are crossing the valley oblivious that...
I find it humorous that the guards at some buildings never search my pockets when I have a bag. On the other hand, they are very...
The sound of the gun was so loud that we thought he had shot at us from inside the building, perhaps from the ground floor through...
After seven years of being on the journey, I can say that I have arrived at several shores of knowing and understanding. Even more, however, I...
“Daktari amesema mulete pesa ya mafuta.” (The doctor says bring money for fuel.) The officer in charge said this in a matter-of-fact way. We knew we...
Red earth is blood, Red earth is life, Red earth is what takes and keeps safe the lives we lose. Friday the 21st of December 2018,...
