Till Thy Kingdom Come

  Waiting for the times when we won’t have to erode our faces of melanin so we feel prettier,   Waiting for the time when we won’t be treated as village epidemics because “we came to take away their husbands “   Waiting for the time when we won’t hide our bruises behind powder as…

She Is A Bomb

        A war zone that no one can stand in the middle of A wound no one wants to look at A carcass that is left in the sun to dry ! A cold wind whose direction everyone abhors A rumor no one wants to hear   How dare you love her?…

Rolling Stones Of Love

  I feel like a house that never knew it existed till you lived in it These are the emotions I thought were extinct You are the kind of heaven I cant get enough of the sin no Pope should risk absolving me of. If my love for you is a parasite, let no cure…

Love In Kilograms

  Capture his face if you are unlucky in love like me. Make sure when the power bank is charging your phone…your eyes are wide open. Make sure as the contours on his face move up and down in pleasure…your eyes are wide open. you will need this memory to hold unto when he breaks your…

Stranded In Utopia

.   These words below, are what I wrote after Ihad been informed that the person who I was to stay with , as I visited in Nairobi couldn’t host me. Already at the border, with very little money in my pockets, I was going to a strange place with nowhere to stay. Couldn’t help…

Please Don’t Drill , Mr. Driller

On 15th September 2014, BN poetry in partnership with Femrite had a poetry reading at femrite offices in Kamwokya at 5.30 pm. BN poetry is a poetry award, coordinated by Beverly Nambozo Nsengiyunva that has been running since 2009.   It was a warm evening, what more warmth can one expect if not got from…

Poetry Beyond Borders

An evening of poetry and insightful revelations. 15th September was the night of announcing the winner for the 2014 poetry award. For the first time, this award that has been happening only in Uganda, for female poets had been finally spread to the whole of Africa and the gender walls broken. As we prepared to…

Cinderella Me

  So, 3 months ago, along my walk of life I met a man. The man, actually. The man of my dreams. With a thriving career, of the right age, not the “kakegende kasome” calibre that someone hit wonder was singing about a while back. This man had everything I wanted and more. He was…