Ciku Gitonga
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Burrowing
By some accidental sequence of thoughtless actions, I discovered the possibility of disappearing into a man’s life for a day, a week, a short time, burrowing into a shared warmth, a stillness away from the ever-moving surface of everyday life.
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Turning 24
January 2023 hit like a ton of bricks, and something else is on the way: my 24th birthday.
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Grey areas
My sister and I call them “grey areas.”
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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.
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Privileged
“Nitumie ka-mia mbili,” Mom texts. I roll my eyes. But I send her the $200 immediately.
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White frenemy
Let’s call him Tony. He called me a close friend. He was older, almost 40.
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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.
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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.
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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.”
