“Never date a poet Dee” he said
amidst bites of some chicken barbecue flavored crisps I had shared with him (I have special attachment to this flavour). We
were waiting for a mutual friend at a bus stage. I was to give...
NEVER DATE A POET DEE
27 April 2015
8 April 2015
THEY HAVE NAMES #GarissaAttackVictims
I had vowed not to write anything about this, not to view
any pictures, not to talk about it at all; but last night hell broke loose. The
walls and chains in my heart, mind and eyes could not hold it anymore…and I
broke...
