Tag: Nairobi Love

Ciiru is having an argument with her husband, Kioko. They haven’t been intimate for over a month.

You find yourself on Tinder. You don’t know exactly what you’re looking for, but it’s not something familiar.

I just do it. I wake up at 6:00 am in the morning in the same two-bedroom apartment in Valley Arcade, next to my wife.

You are at the mall. You are at the mall time and again, even though you are in campus and you can't afford anything more than ice cream.

I didn’t think I would be forty and failing at love, yet here I was at Kasarani Police Station reporting the woman I loved.

This is a true story. Names and places have been altered to protect the identity of the narrator. She hasn’t told this story before, not to her family,

This is a true story. Names and places have been altered to protect the identity of the narrator. More than once she paused and almost broke down while

I am doing a story series called Nairobi Love, documenting the trauma we go through in relationships and how we try to heal. This is the second story