I Am Because He Is

May 5th, 2005 was a Friday. It had rained in Nairobi that evening. The city was abuzz with hawkers, umbrellas, mad people running for matatus and very wet buildings, whose warmth nobody cared about. Kanjo must have taken shelter from the downpour or had probably wound up their day at work. Who would chase those […]

Love Starts Within

The world is a round place full of flat faces; cold hearts and fast music. Every person has his untold story. You will be judged by your looks: how you dress, what you eat, and the tone of your voice. You had better have a good voice, otherwise you’ll be ridiculed all your life. But […]

Knowing The African Bull: Oduor Jagero Lauches TRUE CITIZEN

It was the eve of Poetry Spot back in 2012. I had been wondering what I would perform the next day as I had registered to be among the participating poets of that month’s edition two weeks prior. My name was in people’s lips but Rixpoet was still the timid poet trying to earn a […]

Be Faithful To Your Dreams!

It’s 6:30am, Huruma Estate, 1998. My mother wakes me up to prepare me for school. It’s been raining lately and our dark one roomed house has some water trickling in from below the door. I am lazy to wake up and mama shouts my name for the second time and insists she won’t repeat it. […]

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