Gukira
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Return to Sender
Posted: August 20, 2009, 7:57 pm by keguro
I return to the city where a thousand years ago, a friend announced his new-found love for Asian men, bought a wok, and learned how to make crispy tofu. He also met a young man, who subsequently moved in with him; consulted an expensive immigration lawyer on the young man’s behalf; discovered the young man [...] -
Mutahi’s Nightmares
Posted: August 17, 2009, 6:19 pm by keguro
Another nightmare would follow. A Korean homosexual midget was raping him. The man had walked through the wall and he stood there stroking his goatee. And there he was shrunk with fright . . . the Korean came closer, his eyes becoming more and more bloodshot . . . his face became menacing . . [...] -
Love Story
Posted: August 17, 2009, 3:37 am by keguro
How did you two lovebirds meet? I responded to his 419 letter. It was love at first lie. -
Leaving
Posted: August 8, 2009, 9:04 am by keguro
I am always leaving. Half-eaten avocados tan. Ibis cede hard-won ground to bully crows. Indecision rusts. It is too exposed. Red dust waits to erase untaken steps. We speak of full emptiness, hysterical pregnancies, camouflaged promises. In the morning, the baby snakes will be waiting. * Home has become difficult to feel. An acquired taste for jaded palates and [...] -
Perfect & Jood
Posted: August 8, 2009, 9:01 am by keguro
I return to learn that E. Lynn Harris has died. An outdated email message finally acquired from an account that was inaccessible from Nairobi. And so this return feels like other returns to other places, in which death notices serve as welcome mats. I have not read Harris’s novels in over ten years, and my [...]
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Fish cakes
Alas a fish cake.
Yet more fish cakes
Guess what ... yeah ... fish cakes.
The end of the fish cakes