Fiction

Photo: Victor Kibiwott

The Trenchcoats

“I can never bring myself to work for the same people who have enslaved us!” she said fiercely. “I too would be dead if it was not for my father. Much as he hates me, he can’t stand the shame seeing his only daughter dead of starvation.”

Don’t Come Looking for Me, Father

He accused Portuguese of being the “language of the colonizer” and defended the urgent prioritizing of the African “national languages” spoken in Angola. This was another of the theories that he considered essential for the future of the nation.

The Road

The pattern of sounds was the only way the children could determine when to cross. Standing on the far end of the road. Looking over the railings. Timing the moment in which they would need to dash.

Unmarried Men

Men his age had large pieces of land, and those who had small pieces at least had fertile pieces. Men his age had stable sources of income from employment or entrepreneurship. Most importantly, men his age had children, a wife, and maybe a girlfriend.

Folding Time: Dear Descendant(s)

Trotting from place to place across Africa showed me more of her beauty and the abundance of wealth tucked within her.

In the Land of Queen Elizabeth’s Head

“In this country there are opportunities for all,” Boy Kennedy pointed out as he settled on his haunches to inspect the vehicle’s tyres. “Do you see how we now live in the land of Betty’s head?’

Islas

He had tried to fantasize about how his life would have turned out if he had never left Cuba.