You make me feel wanted. Like there’s nothing so important you wouldn’t take my call. Like the touch of your skin on mine is like the charged moment before the shock. Like I am everything you’ve ever dreamed. And all you’ll ever need. You make me feel dizzy. Like I’ve been spinning round in circles […]
Hey, Lover, I just want you to know that sometimes I crave you and I can’t get enough of your chocolate skin and it makes me (ever so) slightly unreasonable. I just want you to know that I ask you why you love me because if I know the reason, then I can keep doing […]
We reach Kampala and the street is absolutely freaking gorgeous. I try and think of where the Mash Poa offices are in Nairobi and the street they’re on, and promptly compare. It doesn’t compare. The streets are super clean and look like they just got washed by the type of conscientious housekeeper I will never […]
There’s a lot they don’t tell you about Kampala. Then again, there’s a lot they don’t tell you about Big Square. I was late for the bus, which was supposed to be leaving at 6 pm. Or at least, I thought I was going to be, and didn’t want to keep everyone waiting. Like a […]
The curve of her neck the weight of her lashes, I watch her sway slowly pushed by winds she did not go out to seek as shards of a broken heart trickle down her cheek into a pool of hurt on her dark, perfect skin.
It won’t be the same. It will probably never be. Your heart will still beat for him, but to a different beat. A comforting one. Too comfortable. When he looks at you, he won’t see perfection. He’ll see the role you fit into now, for him, and it’ll break you a little, every time. […]
Just kiss me in the dark, baby. Love me in the light. Make my eyes shine gold, baby with your golden light. Give me what I want, baby- take my hand and run love me in the light, baby before the light is gone.
