Ciku Gitonga

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  • I don’t have friends

    Reading week was rough. On the second lonely night, I waited for my sister to come home from the library.

  • Privileged

    Nitumie ka-mia mbili,” Mom texts. I roll my eyes. But I send her the $200 immediately.

  • White frenemy

    Let’s call him Tony. He called me a close friend. He was older, almost 40.

  • Against caution

    Recently, I took one of my procrastination plunges into YouTube and watched the latest video from my favourite channel, Oh Stephco!

    In it, Stephanie, a Black woman in her late 30s, gives frank and funny anecdotes about navigating a world that does not always value her.

  • To be held

    Let’s call him Jack. We matched on Tinder in early 2019, when I had just turned 20. He was nine years older than me. 

  • What is expected

    It was during childhood that a line appeared before me, and I stepped back and found myself in the category of “girl.”