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No One Asks For It.

Here’s my short note. #MeToo

I’m Still 20-something Years Old!

There’s a speech people normally give/write before, during or after their birthdays. This is the one. After. Birthdays used to be a time to live and laugh with family and friends. The only thing that overwhelmed you was the love and awkward hugs. Now at a time as this, birthdays are the days when the […]

You Are Worthy

Originally posted on claydanceco:
Hola Amigos! Easter is here! It is at such a time as this when we also take the moment as a dance ministry to celebrate the resurrection of Jesus through energetic movement! I must add that this is a great opportunity and always an honour to be part of something bigger…

Bittersweet

It’s weird. I try to be low key Keep my new excitements at bay But it doesn’t make any sense either Because, isn’t he better off?! But we are not. I am not. It’s bitter sweet. But mostly bitter. In this course of life since Tuesday, I find myself thinking, What he would do/think in […]

Mine, of Nev.

I knew that he was dealing with things greater than he fathomed, so last year I purposed to lose the Internet and be more present in person. It was a super disturbing feeling that wouldn’t let me rest. Friendship must make count in more ways than one, no? I remember going to visit him the […]

Guest Post: Thoughts of Sunshine

Well, i am a little tooooo late for #NationalPoetryDay but i still couldn’t let this one pass. This here is a completely cool friend of mine who decides to beautifully pen a brief poem. Once upon a time he published them on the world wide web, but not anymore. Apparently he grew up. Hahaha. I […]

My little friends in Kibuli – #Dream4040

Maybe one day, very soon, i will share a bigger story, but today, this is my short one; I grew up in a peri-urban environment. Every adult,including mine, was on a quest for survival. Every child, including myself, was looking up to the adult, hoping for a better childhood. A better life. It didn’t turn […]

Just-ice cold hearts?

“To Mob the guilty and Mop the blood of the innocent.”

Ghost relatives in the Middle East.

Long story short, it was December 2015 when Bridget finally flew to Oman…

Trivia.

On many days, I have repeated myself; told you the same story, the same words over and over again like you never heard them before because I just really wanted to keep talking to you. On other days, I have exploded inside with those words, pretended to tell myself my own stories because I was […]