Kisauti - Words Like A Little Black Dress

Friend Indeed

K. Kimuyu | September 21, 2023

An owl hooted thrice. “That’s a bad omen,” Barre whispered into my ear. I did not see him creep up on me and I was tired of his

K. Kimuyu | September 14, 2023

“Mirror mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?” Elizabeth asks her bedroom mirror immediately when she wakes up.

K. Kimuyu | September 7, 2023

“Where will we sleep?” I asked as Hani served us boiled camel meat and ugali. “The boy wants to sleep,” Uncle Ayaan mocked.

K. Kimuyu | August 31, 2023

“How is Sara?” he asked. “Is she still with that good-for-nothing husband who is always complaining as if the world owes him something?”

K. Kimuyu | August 24, 2023

I was being reprimanded for not having the correct dress code for the cocktail party. White with a touch of gold the invitation read.

K. Kimuyu | August 17, 2023

I had come to admire people who smoked cigarettes, not the act itself—it was the prop of the stick that interested me.

K. Kimuyu | August 10, 2023

The ground underneath me seemed to be moving when I woke up. What kind of dream was this? I wondered.

K. Kimuyu | August 3, 2023

I miss those days when I used to wake up, sit on my couch, and finish a book in one sitting.