Raymond Mujuni

Tobby’s Ring

She asked me to call him Tobby. A plain name like that. I don’t know many Tobbys but I imagine they must be a little chubby, tying their belts by the last hole and fixing the key to their car on the belt side. Tobby, she said, met a beautiful girl...

Moha’s Yes

I’m at Javas – Cafe Javas. The one in Lugogo. There are a million people here. As always. Each side of the eye is swarming with movement. Noise and chatter. The tables are now close to each other, you have to eat and hear the conversation on...

Music Man II

You are in the house strumming the lyres of your guitar. The chords reverberate all through. In the kitchen, she is cutting onions on a steak chopping board. They are for samosas. Samosas are her new hustle. She now makes them for a living and sells...

Psalms 119: 50

Gerald calls me at 2:46 pm. He calls from one of those numbers I don’t have saved in my phone. I look at it once and look back at the road. It’s not a police ticket I’m willing to catch. Taking a 100k fine for a phone call? From a person whose...

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