Documenting the spiral
At this point, I have no explanation for the see-saw embankment into incognito. I’ve been asked this question several times: Why did you stop blogging? I didn’t. You see, I always knew that I would come back and recount the existential crisis that sent the ball of my pen rolling away into the void. Here …
So, guess what? Yours truly, the epitome of brilliance, decided to bless the world with a masterpiece in December. I wrote and published a book, and it's been sitting there on Amazon, gathering dust like a forgotten relic in an ancient tomb. I am here to remind you of your grave sin – your blatant …
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Ah, what a glorious day to wake up on the wrong side of the bed, as if I had a choice in the matter. I can't quite put my finger on why I'm in such a lousy mood today, but let's just chalk it up to the universe playing a cosmic joke on me. Perhaps …
Well, well, well, folks. Today, I've got a little tale of corporate hilarity to share with you. You know, the kind that makes you scratch your head and wonder if we've somehow time-travelled back to the '60s when being "different" was frowned upon. So, I recently received an email from our dear HR department, and …
In mornings' hushed embrace I rise,Yet in that sleep's sweet reverie,Recollection strikes, my heart's demise,A pin cushion it becomes, you see. Your existence, a sentiment of old,Locked in memories, a fleeting dawn,Gone now, your warmth, a tale untold,In Hades' grip, my heart's withdrawn. Tears cascade like a river's crest,A wave of grief, my soul does …
I am not dead if that's what you were thinking. I know the entire year of 2022 I did not publish a single article. It could have been a hiatus of sorts but the truth is, this year has been pretty wild. Moving countries from Zambia to Zimbabwe, to Ethiopia, to Kenya then finally settling …
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Sometimes I wonder if suffering is my ultimate destiny. Every great moment in my life has a very little life span before shit hits the fan. I can never smile for long, laugh for a while, and enjoy anything without a dark cloud looming. I hate to start with a sob story about how my …
The best writer is one who knows how to relay information in the simplest form possible. You are a great writer when a ten year old can read your work and understand. I thought I was a fantastic writer well, I am an amazing writer in my own rights. Here is the thing, my writing …
It was the way he looked at me. I melted into a puddle of butter. Nothing else mattered when he held me close as our heartbeats coupled together in a quixotic melody of passion. He became yin to my yang, two bodies belonging to one soul. I yearned for him as an urgent need smoldered …
A nagging thought haunted me that night. I shouldn’t be here. Why am I here? The recent sequence of events made no sense. The compelling aura that drew me to Tawanda, that overpowering illogical thought process that evaded natural intuition and critical thinking. I failed to get over Miss. Rachel’s alpha personality and sexual innuendos. …
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