A Chapter That Never Made It

Beginning of this year, someone approached me to ghost write for them about politics and Christianity. I thought this was an exciting and broad topic. I had a certain tone and direction to go with, in my head I was already tripping on words, philosophies, theories and ideologies. I mean this was going to be…

Would You Walk A Mile In My Shoes?

It was the summer of 2017, one heavily eight month pregnant woman meandered through a vendor stricken pavement. Its me. The pregnant woman. It was one heck of a hot summer, spotted was a heavily carrying grasshopper wobbling among little pyramids of vegetables arranged with architectural precision. It looked like an obstruction race course, perfect…

The Dawn Of The Zombie Apocalypse

I might have a morbid obsession with zombies, seeing this is not the first time we have discussed zombies on this blog, retro The Undead This has nothing to do with my extreme and irrational fear of the zombie apocalypse. I feel my intuition can guide and wake us up from this nonchalant conduct towards…

Flu Outbreak in Zimbabwe

There is a bug that has been going around lately, affecting children and babies. It’s some equatorial H3N2 bug from the pits of hell. It’s the worst kind of flu that results in bronchitis, fever and pneumonia. I have a two year old son and a five month old daughter who have gone through purgatory…

Embarking on a Journey of Self Love

Hey there. I know, I know. It’s been like what? An entire month since I posted something. I love blogging but February was a hectic month for yours truly. ( It is still crazy over here) Look, I have a two year old son, my five month old daughter and a whole husband. To top…

Are Men Really Trash?: The Re-Up

Let us assume, truth is a man. This is a weird analogy but this dogma can lead to some interesting discoveries. Stay with me. Truth, that which is true in accordance with fact or reality. I must admit that its laughable paralleling men with a quality of being true considering they are familiar with breaking…

A Lone Bamboo.

INTRODUCTION The moisture condensed from the atmosphere and fell visibly in separate drops. Mirirai trudged clumsily in the darkness like the antics of a leviathan. She winced at the throbbing pain of her bruised and torn clam. Every step she took was agonizingly unbearable; a result of postpartum afflictions of thigh cramps and distressed spinal…