The Pursuit of Beauty

BY MIKE MUTHAKA “I add my own love to the history of people who have loved beautiful things, and looked out for them, and pulled them from the fire, and sought them when they were lost, and tried to preserve them and save them while passing them along literally from

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My heart is in Belgium

BY MIKE MUTHAKA 1. She leans closer and plants a wet kiss on his cheek. Her pouty lips linger on his skin, and I almost want to walk over there and ask if she could give me one of those, wrapped in her matte lipstick. They’re a playful couple. They

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Playing House

BY MIKE MUTHAKA I step out of the shower without a towel. I don’t need a towel. I’m home alone. Water drips from my scalp, down my back. It feels like someone has emptied a bowl of spaghetti on my head. My shoulders tremble. The stained glass window distills weak

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We got rats

BY MIKE MUTHAKA There’s a rat in my room. Nights I hear it clamoring behind the wardrobe. The other day I found my red boxers had been chewed proper. The ass area had a crater. Even my farts don’t do that level of damage. And my farts can kill. My

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All things lovely

BY MIKE MUTHAKA Saturday, 1.43 p.m. “Boys who say have a lovely night are suckers.” She’s recalling a text she received from a guy. “Have a lovely night,” it said. I imagine this text had an emoji at the end. Then I turn to her. I rummage around my noggin

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Love is a genre

BY MIKE MUTHAKA Alternative Rock ‘Wait for me’ by Rise Against ‘Adventure of a lifetime’ by Coldplay We drove around in your dad’s car, with ginger beer on our breaths. We cut through the southern bypass, the windows were up and I could have sworn this was love marinating to

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