Author: Daisy Soita

  • LIMBO

    DarknessInviting, attractive and seductiveIt looms around me with weight so heavyI can barely feel my ownWith a cloud so heavy above me i can no longer feel the sun shineShadowsMere replica of what is left of meThe definition of an image so minute I can barely acknowledge its existenceAnd yetA complete imposterMimicking every detail of […]

  • IN THE SHADOWS

    There is something about the breeze. The insanely cool breeze from the ocean on a Saturday afternoon. There is a chill it brings every time it caresses your cheeks and brings about an appealing chilling sensation that persistently battles the heat trying so hard to build up inside you as a result of the scorching […]

  • DEAR FUTURE SELF

    Well, well, well, I kind of hoped we would never have to get to this point, but since you are here let’s get onto it, shall we? I am not one to get sentimental about things but that doesn’t mean I don’t get emotional. I am the girl that is scared of horror movies but […]

  • CITY OF THE SUN

    As soon as I got a glimpse of the outskirts of the city, I knew there was something different about it. For a reason or two I kept staring outside like a villager who had just caught sight of a fortress. Three years I had been away and not once had I felt the feeling […]

  • BEFORE I WAS A BRIDE

    “Loves me, loves me not.He loves me, he loves me not.” As a little girl, I would pluck one red rose petal after another by the river until there was nothing left.  A simple way to tell if the teenage boy completely out of my league and the one I was head over heels crushing […]

  • WHEN THE BOUGH BREAKS

    Appearances can be the most important thing from time to time. Perhaps this explains why women take forever to get dressed for both special and not-so-special occasions. On this particular morning, Mary wasn’t having it easy. She stood in front of the mirror staring at her image after fitting into the fifth dress and yet […]

  • NEW BEGINNINGS

    Sometimes things can be so vivid. And so was the one million shillings cheque in my hands. Finally, the betting industry had paid off. I could already see myself setting up a couple of businesses with the money perhaps I will even buy my grandmother that jiko okoa she keeps on requesting. As I held […]

  • INSIGHT FROM A BODA BODA RIDER

    The rainy season has yet again knocked on our doors. Praise heavens. It’s during such seasons that my grandfather would wrap himself in his favourite coat, you know the one that probably saw the mixture of soap and water in a basin after many moons? Yes, that one. He would then get his godfather hat […]

  • A BLOSSOMING CHERRY

    A quiet man is a thinking man. A quiet woman is a mad woman with scheming thoughts. Saturday nights were slow, not what I anticipated. On such days I would spend hours catching up on my favourite telenovelas or some Hollywood series every Jane Linda and Mary has been rattling about. Other days were harder, […]

  • BUY ME A ROSE

    I may be a broken vase but that doesn’t mean I can’t hold the flower in me. So buy me a rose. There was a time when time moved slowly, at least it felt like it. The times when I would spend hours staring at my image in the mirror.Isn’t she glorious?I’d smile and frown […]