Category: Manhood

I meet her on Thursday at the barbershop. She’s the masseuse washing my head and giving me a massage. “Kwani ulipotelea wapi?” She asks.

I went on a date last night. We had met twice before and there were sparks. We had planned to meet on Christmas but I never showed. This

Over the past couple of days I have been feeling discomfort in my crown jewels. I made the mistake of going to the hospital of Google. ‘Testicular torsion

My dad wants us to have coffee. Coffee for my dad is code for, “I want you to give me a status update of where your life is

And then I was flat broke, seated in a matatu going fifty miles an hour towards Kangema, where my dad was born, where my grandfather, the one I’m

I talk with him sometimes. He’s called Kim, he’s a cook. I would not call them conversations. They are not solid. They are scattered, unformed niceties that any

I’m having an impromptu beer at a club in the city. I haven’t indulged in the pleasures of the bottle in a while. I am not big on

Bear with me, Mon-cheri. I am trying to understand myself better. Who I’m I? Why are things the way they are? The other day I heard my dad