Celebrating East African Writing!
Nairobi Bitch by Eme Ferreira
I get home. Home is the place where I can be alone. And nothing happens.
I had lunch in Karen (southwest of the Nairobi centre).
A vegetarian dish, spicy and disgusting.
A friend said love. I said “hehe”. I said also “that dish is giving me butterflies in my stomach.”
Love?- he smiled.
Indigestion- I answered.
Then I went to the public toilet- near the KCB bank- and I tried not to throw up.
Just because I wanted to feel.
To feel something beyond you.
Then I get into the car.
And I felt asleep, meanwhile he stroked my hair,
but I couldn’t feel either.
I get home. And I went to work.
And I took some medicines for these pains in my (heart) stomach.
And then realized that, (hypothesised that), I forgot your taste.
Because home is the place where there is the acknowledgment of loneliness.
And is not bad. It is just real.
I felt released and blue.
And so tired.
Just yearning to touch you
to remember that
you are here.
©Eme Ferreira 2012
And now the short-list of Outside Looking In Entries. Please read and comment as the judges decide on the winning story. The Winner will be announced on Thursday 13th December 2012. The order in which the entries appear is not indicative of the judges’ decision.
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