Ugandan Empathy

Ah! My Ugandan friends, how are you handling the lockdown? Is it even a lockdown anymore? The way Ugandans are so wound up in each other’s lives I’m concerned about mental and physical health but maybe I shouldn’t be. There was this one time I’d taken mom to see the doctor. Nakasero hospital was wild…

Young attraction : a short story

What is the feeling you feel when you're young and attracted but can still count your age in single digits? “Do you think he is handsome?” I froze. My eyes circled wide like an owl perched on a branch. Could he hear my heart furiously thumping against my skinny rib cage? I clasped my hands…

Circle of Love ⭕️ ♥️

You stretch these arms to reach further  You see greatness in my doubt knitted phrases  You see my next paragraph - I don’t know the next letter You see my weakness and nod - “even that, I love that too” The frustration hidden in silence - you see it all the time This unrestrained force…

Love

Aah!!! This thing Wild out of control Wanting it all  The dips and turns Mind and body Merging reversing  In sync Every heartbeat Fixated elated Fire passion  Never enough

Coffee and a Watoto cookie – the “Prince of Peace” cantata

It is official, 2020 delivered good, bad and downright ugly packages. However, watching the live Watoto Christmas Cantata (Prince of Peace) under a blanket, sipping on a cup of coffee and on a different continent? Now that was a good! With top notch choreography and stage production attention was centered. While the sound men set…

The quiet coder

April 15, 2020 Someone said, “Don’t worry about your quiet friends being lonely, they are probably enjoying themselves.” Quiet people can be mysterious. They absorb information and hoard their thoughts sometimes making the more talkative types uncomfortable. “What are they thinking?” “Are they happy?” “Why didn’t they respond?” Under no pressure to perform quiet people…

A battle of place

It is a challenge to live in two cultures. One is often urged to embrace the social and cultural construct of the place they live but the battle to relinquish one's origins, belief systems and way of life is even harder. Can both coexist?

Selling bed sheets on Kampala streets

The young man walks through neighborhoods balancing colorful bed sheets on his head determined to sell these materials for a living. “Bed sheets! Buy some bed sheets!” Human beings like good night sleep and all the other things done between these large pieces of cloth it is a constant human condition, after work there is…

Her pages – A poem

Couple by Washington d.c's tidal basin He’d scroll through her pages and pick himself off her articles, her poems, her stories He traced a semblance of who they once were etched in the details and light moments that flattered through the words A distant romance falling lightly in cues sprinkled along the way His signature…

Just Ride

Ah! Little guy We hustle you and me, me and you Up and down we go Through emotions and hormone tempests we go Now you want dread locks Now caramel hair Now you want earrings Now diamond teeth What?! A necklace? Want to shop with mom in the jewelry section? Find identity within I say,…