kanyue Munene


Very EARLY in the morning at around 11 am you’re woken up by crying sounds from your neighbors’ 2 years old kid who is crying because the granules of weetabix he left last night after pigging out on a whole 400gms pack and passing out on the carpet has been feasted on by the minister(ess) of domestic affairs appointed by his mom a few days ago who looks like she’s suffering from an omnivorous related disease because the rate at which she is masticating food you can think the owner of the house is running a feeding program funded by the old man.

You struggle to open your squinty eyes and look around your one room cubicle which looks like  it was broken into last night and swept clean that you rented a month ago immediately after clearing campus and your ego doesn’t allow you to go back…

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