Category Archives: Fiction
His body lies there, motionless. What blood remains, trickles slowly from the gaping wound, flowing to the corner in which she has sought refuge.She can’t escape him. Even in death. This was supposed to make it all go away. It was the only way. The blood draws nearer. She retches.
Dear Earnest, Thank you for your letter. I was touched by you (no homosexual). It is not usual that a person in the newspapers supports a fellow artist, even less usual is when that person in the newspapers is on the internets. I much appreciate you becoming a page in my facebook also. It feels […]
A young woman identified only as Mama Deborah has stepped forward and added her two cents to the Gay Pastor saga. After it was revealed that Kayanja paid his alleged victim shs.2m, Deborah said she would have let him take her using whichever point of entry he desired and she would have charged less. “The […]
I use Boda Bodas regularly. What can I say; they are a convenient way of getting around. So anyway, about two weeks ago I was heading to Nakawa and I was accosted by one of them Boda-Riders. As is the tradition, I had a figure etched in my mind, a price ceiling if you will. […]
Philip wakes up with a start, his forehead awash with sweat. His breathing comes out in spurts and his heart palpitates at an alarming rate. The room is dark, so it takes him a while to figure out where he is. He reaches around and finds it. The lamp by his bed side. That […]
â€¦itâ€™s continued Thereâ€™s a bright flash. Well, it would be pretty ridiculous if it was any other kind of flash, but this thing hurts my eyes. I donâ€™t know where I am for a minute and then suddenly, I do.
Last night was a trip; heâ€™s never had a hangover this bad. There are gaps, blank spaces from the night past of which memories refuse to form. There are bits and pieces, but thatâ€™s all. The phone rings. And rings. And rings. He wants to ignore it. Call back later, he tries to will his […]
So I’m watching this thing on Nickelodeon… first off, I’d like to state that I did die a little inside when watching this station. I hate myself for laughing at SpongeBob‘s shite. I feel like a part of me has been taken and kept on some shelf in Annoying Animation Heaven. I am glad to […]
Man I hate bullets. Itâ€™s not so much the whole â€œthey kill people thingâ€. I know they do, but I am not afraid of death. We all have to die some time, right? I made my peace with that. The thing about bullets, and Iâ€™m sure youâ€™ll agree, is that they hurt. A lot! And […]
This is ridiculous. No actually, maybe not. With the way this night has been going, I suppose something had to give. I’d have to be an idiot to expect anything “normal’ to happen. Yvette’s dead, I did not leave the room and I saw no harm in getting it on with a whore. Yeah, seems […]