Category: Manhood

I haven’t shaved my hair in over three months. The one growing on my head and the one you’re probably thinking about too.

I had decided I wouldn’t see her again. But I am now looking at her picture, and I am wondering what she is made of?

I am writing this at 6:00 pm on a Tuesday, immediately after my run. I haven’t saved her number yet, nor looked it up on Truecaller. I haven’t

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