Articles By Magunga Williams

By the riverside

You call everyone who is not near you—and that is, well, everyone.

Give it days

And I asked her a question I had been meaning to ask her for a while now.

Writing life

I walk away, because I know just how fast and short my temper burns. At the drop of a hat, bridges will be in ashes.

“Ni sawa, no problem,” I remember responding.

Even though now she has changed her location and fucked up my whole structure for the day.

I really do not give a shit so long as that person makes a purchase

I will gladly get annoyed for profit.

Final Scene, Nairobi and Gaza

The World Cup in Evening