A damsel in distress

Fairytales are supposed to have a happy ending but the higher being that wrote our story had different plans. Ours wasn’t a story of love at first sight. It had an element of damsel in distress but that’s as far as anything fairytale about it went.   I met Trish in the old taxi park…

Back off dzia

This post is either going to be unnecessarily long or very short. I have no idea because I just felt like I needed to vent.   2020 has been a very very veeeeeerrrrrryyyyyy odd year. A lot of us had very strong plans to get our shit together. A lot of us had already set…

i had a dream

  I dreamt about you last night* and no it wasn’t a wet dream typa dream. The type that had me waking up feeling flushed and embarrassed. It wasn’t a romantic dream. The kind where I woke up feeling even more in love than I was before. I didn’t feel your presence while having this…

God forgives. I don’t.

Before we move forward, this is literally going to be a rambling. No thought process or idioms or whatever things make up a good well written piece. I’m literally writing things as I remember them and anyone who has had a conversation with me knows my mind is a very strange disorganized place and telling…

Invisible

I could tell the moment they got bored. It was that moment they stopped looking at me with such love in their eyes. He started acting like he was doing me a favor by letting me be in their presence. They stopped caressing my cheek and planting several kisses on my forehead every time they…

BREAKING MY SILENCE

This post was originally published in the Uganda Feminist Forum’s publication and considering the events of the last one week I felt the need to re-share it on here. My feminist sisters, it’d do you some ka good to read the rest of the publication linked here   *               …

Broken

So my friend has a blog/website and in its url is the word chosen. Her content is beautiful. It speaks to me and some times, just some times, it makes me feel chosen. I feel whole. I feel like I can conquer anything. I feel like everything is right with the world.   But then…

Kindness

“Do you trust us?”   Four words I shouldn’t have heard but I did Four words I hoped I’d never hear in my life But between this rock and harder place a decision had to be made   Should I jump and fall to my inevitable death? Or walk back into their arms? Arms of…

REST IN PIECE

Prelude   Here lies the thoughts of a girl Maddened by depression Saddened by anxiety Frightened by her inability to ever be enough   Here we lay a wreath And say Rest in peace to her sanity Eternal love and rest to her peace of mind May the souls of her dearly departed words Find…

Love in the park

“Nakawa. Spear. Kampala road. Parka Nkadde.” The taxi conductor yells through the window. A daily mantra. I wonder about how his voice hasn’t grown hoarse from  the daily yelling.The taxi swerves and screeches to a halt right in front of a girl, almost running over her toes. She looks up from her phone, barely noticing….