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Naanza hino nudhuma, Namweka mbele karima Kwangu kanipa uzima, Na siwezi kulalama Leo takuwa mtema, Yalo moyoni kusema Mti kunyauka shina, Sio kufa kwa matawi Hautokosa uzima, Mti ulo na matawi [...]

Naanza alifu, kumwomba Qudusi, Ilahi Jalali Pili naturufu, nijuze insi, mada kukabili Japo ni dhaifu, kamwe hakughasi, wala hakufeli Nawataarifu, habari fususi, njoo musikili Jina ni ufafu, ujue [...]

Kabla ya dijitali, mambo yalikuwa shwari, Lithamini aasili, kujionea fahari, Mazingira tulitali, mtima kajawa ari, Kabla ya kudijitika, lijifunza visasili. Lijifunza visasili, lotusimulia babu, [...]

  This interview is By Nyasili Atetwe —   Who is Scholastica Moraa? Do you have a pen name? I am a mother. A poet with three titles. A short story writer. A lover of all things, [...]

Nitunge vipi watuwe, ninaomba niambiwe Neno gani niteuwe, ndo wafu wafufuliwe Wao pia watambuwe, huba lijulikaniwe Wazazi wangu wajuwe, penzi langu wanogewe. Ni huba ni kisirani? Mwajiuliza [...]

Karima msi mfano, Unijaliye hapano Naandika shairino, Kwa kalamu yenye wino Linumbia msifano, Shangazi Bi Majivuno Wema ni mji wa kheri, Na utu uso na mwisho Zamani mwezi wa tano, Linambia lako [...]

Six rays woke us Seven a bite smiled on our tongues Eight, we dropped towels And nine, we mend ties. Ten, we buckled our belts And clicked our cards Eleven, we held tight on straws Earphones [...]

What gift surpasses the treasure of a mother? Over the years, my mother has remained a constant, treating me with the same tenderness she did when I was a child. Her daily calls to ensure I’ve [...]

“Ni msichana, aah, wewe bado hujazaa,” the plump 30-something-year-old lady glances down at the baby in my arms. Her name, she says, is Ruth. We’ve just come back from the hospital because the [...]

The single-parent label clings to my childhood like a faded sticker on a half-peeling wall. It’s a term that attempts to define, to categorize, but fails utterly to capture the kaleidoscopic [...]