A home for my fiction & nonfiction.
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No Escape From A Black Hole
I hit the brakes as soon as I saw her, but it was too late. Her body slammed against my bumper, bounced off, then went rolling over the murram until it came to a halt a few meters in front of my car. The air in my lungs stiffened, almost like a two-hundred-pound load was…
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Procrastination! The mother of all creative life monsters
I’ve been trying to read and write since the Christmas and New Year holidays ended in early Jan. Feb is ending in three days and still no luck.
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The Good Soldier
Day in day out they died and I was always a good soldier, I never intervened on their behalf. It was not my job to have an opinion, my job was to protect. Protect the few who had power, wealth, and health while the majority of the population withered in fear, avid poverty, and sickness.…
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inspection
As a teenager you’re bound to hate school sometimes, you may even skip school sometimes…. The fit is hard when you’re in boarding school, even harder when you’re in a military boarding school. But no resolve compares with that of a teenager hell-bent on dodging classes. And once upon a time my friends and I…
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CAVED IN ARCHEOLOGISTS
“Why be merry when faced with death,” I asked Kenneth. “There’s no point in brooding over things we cannot change,” he answered. “We should make these last moments count.” “What do you want to do?” “This ain’t a song for the brokenhearted,” he began. “No silent prayer for the faith-departed.” “I ain’t gonna be just…
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Masked Killer
I killed a man today with my bare hands. While he slept I struck him in the heart with a knife. He opened his eyes one last time and a gorilla mask was the last thing he saw, his eyes befuddled as he took his last breath. “See you in hell darling,” I whispered in…
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A Miseducation in Masculinity and Girlhood
What did your mother tell you about boys who would force their hands into your skirt when they sat next to you in class? What did your father tell you about boys and men who would cat-call you when your breasts started developing? What did your teachers teach you about red stains that would indoctrinate…
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Thin Skin
She wolves and bitches. Sisters from different mothers. Hypocrites cut from the same cloth. They tear into your skin. They start with the good parts. The blood, the intestines. Then to the flesh. And yield away with a born as remembrance.
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What Now!
I’m not usually presumptuous but for whatever reason I’m convinced my mother doesn’t like me anymore. I could be overreacting and all this is just a mere misunderstanding, but in her words, “Oh God, you’re such a disappointment,” she said. So you be the judge of that. I could go live somewhere else until the…
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The Universe Conspired Against Us
“Did you see that?” Kirabo cried. Her sweaty hand squeezed mine unconsciously, making sure I wouldn’t escape. I could have sworn I too saw something lurking in the shadows but there was no point stating the obvious and agitating our situation further. “There is nothing there,” I replied calmly except the hairs at the back…
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Success
They clamber, The scent getting closer and closer. But still, she eludes them. It’s never about First come first serve. It’s about the survival of the fittest Because in the end Only the strongest shall taste her fruit.
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DARK VS DARKER
The pools of my imperfections Are only a piece of what I wish I was not. As a whole, I like to think the good in me overweighs the bad, If only character was remote-controlled. Many a time I wish I could just press a button And take on the innocence of a child. Sometimes…
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A Fire in the Mind of Eve Muyanja 