I started feeling again

I’ve been gone for a while. I stopped feeling. I stopped writing. A part of me was buried alongside Lonnie, and I am finally finding the language for these feelings.

This is 27!

27 was a very special age to me. When I was leaving undergrad at 21, I used to tell myself “by 27, you should have your life in order”. So here we are – 27.

As you set out for Ithaka…

I have, as of today, spent a full month living away from home. I never saw myself moving away from Malawi – for long or otherwise. I found a few words which have been keep me sane and still.

At home in “New” York

There’s a way in which New York welcomed me. I have tried to not read too much into it, but it’s hard to not feel the city is intent on ensuring I feel at home.

Kuthamanga Sikufika

I was driving to see my parents last week. I was speeding (relatively), trying to get home before the sun went down. I had a flat tyre, and ended up getting home at close to midnight. So here is a story about sports cars, speed, potholes, and flat tyres. Or is it?

Ntha Foundation | The Legacy

I think for likely the first time since its inception (those who know me might know I’ve struggled with this), I’m at peace with the Ntha Foundation being associated with my name.