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When Silence Weighs Heavy
Here I am again, alone in the backseat of a rental car. The chauffeur doesn’t spare me a glance. It’s just as well; I’ve had enough of meaningless exchanges today. He pulls up to my building with quiet efficiency, stepping out to open my door. “Will that be all, ma’am?”…
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24 Hours
“Where do you get the time to write” my friend asked me one day. I don’t really get the time. I make the time. I have to. Scratch that. I want to. We all have 24 hours in a day. But in life, you’ll often feel like someone else is…
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Make Me Your Villain
This morning, on my way to work, I had one of those all too familiar experiences that make you wonder what’s wrong with some people. I was walking towards a matatu when I noticed a man watching me. From the corner of my eye, I saw him straighten up from…
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Time doesn’t heal all wounds
Time doesn’t heal all wounds It just teaches us to carry them differently In the hunch of your shoulders The weight of your sighs The way your laughter Never quite reaches your eyes You become a master of disguise Pretending the ache is gone That the scar doesn’t throb Because…
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When Friendship Fades
“Hey, it’s been a while.” That’s where it all begins, the while. The while that creates space, the while that turns into months, then years, and eventually leaves a gap wide enough for misunderstandings, assumptions, and unspoken expectations. It’s the while that turns friends into strangers. Maybe not all, but…
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To Falling in Love..Again
I’m in love again… at least, I think I am But who needs certainty when the heart’s a daring gambler? Betting on the rush, the flutter, the fumble Caught between the thrill of new sparks and old shadows I won’t overthink it, won’t blink or overdrink it I just want…
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Figure-outable
So many things have happened within the last two months. I don’t even know where to start. No, I’m not in love yet, but I am dating. But the most exciting thing has been the almost completion of my poetry book and the shooting of my first film. Honestly, I’ve…
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Done Pretending
He followed me into the ladies room. “Don’t you dare walk away from me,” he said, low and menacing. “Or what!” I shot back, turning to face him. He stepped closer, his jaw clenched, eyes burning with something dark and desperate. For a moment, silence stretched between us, thick and…
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Unfiltered
I stood in front of my mirror today Looking at my naked form The curves, the dips The spots, the stripes Laid bare on miles of skin I traced the scars and marks With curious fingers and eyes No clothes to hide No masks to wear Just raw, unfiltered me…