Spreading Love And Flowers To My Sisters

Spreading Love And Flowers To My Sisters

It is 2:00 am and I am wide awake. I put on my unkempt hair in a messy bun, switch on the lamp, take my writing book, and start scribbling. I can hear the grandfather’s clock ticking and I know that I am the only awake nocturnal being in a household full of sleepy...
A letter to Baba Opembe

A letter to Baba Opembe

Dear Baba Opembe, I have wanted for so long to write to you a letter. To tell you how my new home is not home without you. But is home anything so physical? I think home is where you are. When you are with me, I feel at home and I am more true to myself. I am even...

The Puppet Show

By Amandla Karungi I sat in a fortress of solitude, even though around me sat waves and waves of souls. It was a gaping hole and no one could catch me. I had run out of my social fuel. Uphill, I pushed my little car whose engine had turned red. I must have run out...

Suicide Is Not The Way Out, Seek Help!

By Josephine Amoako The fast-paced advancement of technology and amazing feature updates on various social media platforms today are helping individuals and organizations communicate more effectively with their target audiences. Facebook Live, Instagram Stories,...

Let Girls BE Girls

By Noella Muhamiriza It’s Thursday morning in Northern California, “NorthCal” as we like to call it here; just the thought of having a day off from school and work has me dancing around my small apartment. I’m getting ready to go out and I put on my new...