Write On Me

Tigoni St. Andrew’s Road November 16, 2017 11:34 p.m. September fifteenth, two months ago, I vowed before God and man that I would love her with all I was and everything I had. Cherish and protect her, as well. I meant every single word. And she was emotional, my girl. Her eyes were brimmed with…

Behind The Sheets

Ngong Johari Lodging, Bed & Breakfast 13/5/2018 2:15 a.m. I Azari Baraza He grips her thigh Take you Andrew Mbogori. Thrust. Grunt. Moan. To be my lawful wedded husband He places her thigh over his shoulder. Forsaking all others He pulls out and thrusts. Harder. She opens her eyes and meets his. Moan. Grunt. For…

Stay | 3

“You look tired,” she says behind my back. I’m looking outside the window, hands in my sweat pants pockets. The night is still, star bright and cold. I take a deep breath and turn my head to the side, “Glad you see that. What else do you see?” Was that rude? I’m broken. She is…

Mine | 2

Since you left, this week, I’ve not been able to come in here, I know you know but I just want to tell you. I have no one else to tell, to speak to. People are taaalking to me, they really are however each time they do my subconscious kicks in, “You’ve heard that before”….

2037 | 1

Hold on…hold on, what just happened? No…no-no this can’t be happening. Shhh..Shit..Shit. Is this for real? Wow! Woooow! That was faaast! Fuck, it feels different. Of course it has to feel different. I am not human… anymore. Do I want to say this? I’m I ready? Breathe. Breathe. Brea… You are so out of this…