Mimi na Berlin
Mimi na Berlin[i], I, and Berlin[1] I with the nostalgia of recent flailing with the wind, the weight of my body on two spinning wheels …
even in another time
What remembrance lies beyond what the ear hears, what the eyes see, what the senses feel?
Taxi Ride in a rainy city
Aki vitu nimeona ( a diary) 1st September 2021 “Taxi Ride in a Rainy City” “Me,” he told me, his left hand resting on the …
Jonestown explained – why and how?
In this essay, I will argue that phenomenology helps us better understand the religion of the People’s Temple and contributes to repositioning Jonestown’s place in …
Bodaboda musings
Aki vitu nimeona ( a diary) 26th January 2021 “Bodaboda[1] musings” I sleep in matatus[2]. Yes, even the obscenely loud ones that traverse these devious …
Am I saved?
Aki vitu nimeona ( a diary) 9th December 2020 Afternoon. Bustling Nairobi. I am seated by this parking lot cum skating lot on Sundays located …
Believing
…and I felt my heart beat so loudly in my chest as if fear itself were an entity bent on devouring my incomprehension.
Nuvole Bianche
Domodossola; read the big, dilapidated sign -precariously hung over a similarly decrepit bench at the train station. I sat below it, basking in the knowledge …
Haloed Moon
Aki vitu nimeona ( a diary) Winter 2018 “Haloed Moon” ‘La Dolce Vita’, chalked on a black quadrat hanging above a couple smitten by them; …