this open field

One day I was coming home from school, all of ten-and-a-half little me. Then a lone leaf just came dancing its way down from a tree and la...

Part I - Triage Two nights before I met Dr. Fuller and Dr. Zhao, the pain had come knocking softly, like a shy relative in the village ...

Last night, t he wind was howling  in a north-eastern city in the United States. Storm's coming, said the weatherman. Started with raind...

Years ago, another lifetime it seems, I was preparing to drive to Machakos Technical Institute for the Blind when someone requested that I ...

I have followed the work of Retina Foundation for years now, at one point accumulating binders of articles on potential cures that I print...

Many years ago, I recall a man coming to mama early one morning while the smokey mist still clung to the hills. He said, "Dada, I...

At the beginning of the year, in the throes of the US presidential election's woundedness, I borrowed these words penned by Rev. Frank...

From the corner of my memory’s eye I catch this movie in which a community decides to collectively hate on this Jewish guy who always wears...

It's fascinating how smart and passionate the ordinary Kenyan can get when it comes to debating the Constitution and election laws, ye...

Come my fellow Kenyans, let us sing a song. "Rosa sat / So Martin could walk / Martin walked / So Barack could run / Barack ran / H...

Today, I will be a peace ambassador for Kenya. However, to get to this peace, you must first endure this wading through the rot of a nation...