Short Stories

This boy was all of 4, maybe 5 years old at the time of the kidnap. I was there when it happened. Saw it all. Police were involved too. And a screaming mother. So on this early morning in the Bronx, I’m sitting in this little corner cafe having a cup of tea and preparing…

I had a roommate in college. She had a boyfriend who loved books more than he loved her. I should not tell this story, it’s so wrong.. tihihihi.. Ok, I will tell.. but chase your kids out of the room first. So one day her boyfriend came to visit and she was not there. -Sema…

Copyright 2009 Mkawasi Mcharo “I am a child of God, a child of God, a child of God…” he chanted, keeping an absent mind on the familiar route that took him every morning from his Eastlands home through the city and across to Nairobi West. He repositioned his hands around the steering wheel so the…

First published on November 30, 2021 At exactly zero dark 1, a loud banging on the door woke me up. I jumped out of bed so quick I put a dent in the ceiling and came down with a thud, missed the mattress by an inch. I had no time to think about a sore…