Nairobi

Sometime in April

The goodbye was a phone call just less than two minutes long.

Still Mad Primary category in which blog post is published

Dangerous Nails

Our bodies were unruly and had to be controlled.

The Price of a Book

There is in fact a bookshop - the oldest one around, I believe, very rich in its collection—that sells books at KES 300 higher. Take it or leave it.

Me Today Primary category in which blog post is published

Matatu Rides, Mediocre Pizza, Therapy, and Art

On the trip to town, the manspreader I was next to pressed his thigh against mine, and none of my polite noises dissuaded him.

“Nairobi is a Big Construction Site”

When riding at the back of a nduthi, Nairobi moves a lot faster as you move from one road to another using city clocks to keep time.

Tempo Primary category in which blog post is published

The Blast Happened at 3:26 p.m.

I started to panic, but S talked me through it, told me to hold the panic small and tight until we got indoors. I managed because she was holding me.

Give it days

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