I am standing in the shower brushing my teeth as one does. I think about what I am doing; My hair wrapped in a kitambaa, my head tilted backwards with my mouth open and my tongue out as the water hits my face and the insides of my mouth. I smile. Brushing my teeth has … Continue reading The Month of Lymurit: Finally in New York

Only some things make me cry at one AM on a Saturday night. Sad movies ending in tears; A heavy dark sky crying and wailing for my help. The thought of my lover gone from me; His death, My resurrection from it; Our ascension; God. Only some things make me cry at two AM on … Continue reading The Month of Lymurit: Only One

A letter for Khaled Hosseini: You made me cry, thank you. Dear Khaled, When I was twelve and thirteen in primary school, I had an incredible Kiswahili teacher by the name Mr. Omari. We called him Bomari behind his back and said it as Bomaree and not Bomari because his manner deserved an expansion of … Continue reading The Month of Lymurit: A letter for Khaled Hosseini

I am sat here listening to Otile Brown telling me he is crazy over me, asking if I still love him and begging me to shout his name in public. It is a little past 1:00 PM and today I will not be calling home or anyone. I don’t know what to say if I … Continue reading The Month of Lymurit: Wa KaMenja, I see you.

I must admit that I've been looking forward to writing for Valerie for quite some time now so I'm happy that the day is finally here. The concept of this piece was inspired by my short lived experience as a young primary school writer. I used to write rap songs and some random poetic pieces … Continue reading Guest Post – Dieudonné Masiga

More Than A Day. Right before I got into the NGO world I tried to talk to as many people I knew in that space to get a heads-up on what to expect. I was just about to launch my initiative, Adelle Onyango Initiative and I really wanted it to run efficient, impactful programs. My … Continue reading Guest Post – Adelle Onyango

A LOVE LETTER TO NAIROBI Nairobi, the City under the sun. Hi. I am Sandra Tacko and I am crazy amazing. Welcome to Lwile's blog! Dear Nairobi, H-O-M-E. Home. A four-letter word. A four-letter word that describes you in every possible way. Photo c/o @fidel_tall The unpaved roads. The traffic-laden highways. The chaotic CBD. The … Continue reading Guest Post – Sandra Tacko