Part I: Kibera, Naitropolis – Jan 4, 2199 “We are standing live outside the building presumed to be where Jake Ongari, the son of Kentelco CEO and billionaire tech mogul James Ongari, has now been held hostage for the last 4 hours by a group of well-armed and determined criminals calling themselves The Squatters. No … Read more
Recently, I have become taken with an idea. It started as a joke, but day by day, I feel that there is truth in it—some undeniable quality that I cannot resist. Yes, there is something here. — The Diary, Page 1 Nairobi was, once again, gone. Where the city had stood just hours before, it … Read more
Hubishi na akuzikaye – You do not argue with your grave digger. Wairimu had the sneaking suspicion that her name should not sound the way it did. So strange, hearing her name in the darkness over and over as it warped itself into something else, something almost physical in its abstraction and no sense-ness. She … Read more
Now Those in the mirror are the first to know that Bosi is back. She is not in the room yet, not even the house, but they know. The mirror clouds over in their excitement. It rattles a little bit. It hisses with the whisper of their voices [she’s here she’s back.sheshereshesbackshesbackbackbacksheshereshesback.] Bosi is watching … Read more
I There was a place in Karen where the Devil sometimes came through to Nairobi. It was an open field of about a quarter of an acre with a few tall trees, sporadic thickets, and patches of stunted grass. The trees and the thickets had yellow, sickly leaves and the grass was mostly burnt. But … Read more
What if I told you there was something watching you right now. Something that was almost always there watching you. Hiding in the shadows but always around. A constant presence throughout your whole life. If you’re anything like me, I suppose you’d ask why you’d never seen it. Why you’d never even heard of it. … Read more