Who are you, I asked myself. I don’t know, Banga replied. It was a Tuesday, We were listening to Dobet Gnahoré. We were on Hyena Hill. Later we were saying something about how we were not just with the lions there. And something about the music our parents would listen to. And something about the … Read more
Stanley Kipkoech Yegon, known to his friends as Sky, was in deep trouble. He’d always had a knack for getting into sticky situations but this…this was a new low for him. There were many mistakes a student in his position could have made but he was convinced that he had stumbled his way into the … Read more
I The night was as loud as it could get. It was like the final blast to the end of the world. Shouts, shrieks, thrills and cries of passion accentuated the music, which was so fucking loud you could feel your gut vibrating as if the speakers were inside you. It was a big party. … Read more