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Posted by Kenyanisa | 01 April 2017| Fiction, Personal Essays, Stories

“Whenever a thing is done for the first time, it releases a little demon.” – Emily Dickinson   For as long as I can remember I have been a storyteller in one form or another; always attracted to the nuances of weaving words, and the complexity of an engaged audience.  Torn between the desire to...

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Posted by Kenyanisa | 29 July 2016| Fiction

Here you are, my darling. Soaking your soul in this strangely comforting bath of nostalgia. Letting its bubbles caress your skin at rest. You like how it feels to be this solid; to be able to stand without tottering. You’re looking at your life scar; loving how much you love it now. How you own...

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Posted by Kenyanisa | 29 July 2016| Fiction

You ask me if I would go. If he, the one. My one. In years to come, long after the air has forgotten the scent of my sobbing. Long after my longing has calcified into acceptance. Long after I have learned how not to lean against the lies of my heart. You ask me if...

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Posted by Kenyanisa | 29 July 2016| Fiction, Stories, Uncategorized

The end of this love story, ironically, comes with the same tragic simplicity as it had in the beginning. Our interaction again mediated by an app and a Smartphone; his perhaps newer, and mine jaded from four years of tiring use, judging by the number of the times it goes off. The lecturer, one of...

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Posted by Kenyanisa | 06 March 2014| Personal Essays, Stories

When you meet a person for the first time, one of the natural questions that waft into that (mainly) insufferable talk has to be, “so what do you do?” I find that question…I don’t know…slightly intrusive.  As if suddenly, some judgmental maniac has a giant spotlight on my face. It is the predecessor of whether...

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Posted by Kenyanisa | 30 October 2013| Lifestyle, Personal Essays, Reviews, Stories

From the very moment that we drove into the town of Arusha, I understood her. Arusha is the overlooked sibling.  She is used to being away from the spotlight.  She has become accustomed to her sisters Dar-es-Salaam and Zanzibar luring all the eyes and feet to their beautiful beaches and crystal waters.  She has learned...

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Posted by Kenyanisa | 12 September 2013| Fiction, Stories

Imagine my surprise when in a singular moment of weakness, my fickle heart remembered the purgatory that was once loving you. And hot on the heels of that memory was the familiar scraping acidity that was your ultimate rejection. Do you remember, I wonder?  The moment that you told me that you could never allow...

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Posted by Kenyanisa | 17 July 2013| Fiction, Stories

I live inside my head. Most of the time there is an endless, pointless clamor of motion within the cranial walls of this city. Infinite discussions between the two sides of the coin that is my conscience….admittedly the darker hue mostly wins. Evil is always more fun.  🙂 There is always a seamless thread of...

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Posted by Kenyanisa | 20 May 2013| Fiction, Stories

I know who you are…   I see you every morning when I spray my braids with sheen. When your razor glides down your chin, it is from my mouth that a cursing hiss comes when you clip a bit of skin. When I walk into the spray of warm water in the shower, it...

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Posted by Kenyanisa | 01 February 2013| Uncategorized

Though I know I shouldn’t, I think about you.   Perhaps you find peace in silent solitude…but  all I hear is frantic…such frantic noise. It frightens me. Your silence. It makes me doubt my place in your universe. And what opposites we are. You, the wounded rock, me the restless bird. I keep flapping away, attempting to escape...

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