Kenyanpoet Stories

This compilation is written with overflowing love. Each poem within these pages is a trace of feeling, a whisper of longing, a surrender to beauty I could no longer keep quiet inside me. It began as a spark-just a thought, a name, a breath- and became something far deeper. Something that bloomed.

I would say, "find yourself," but that really is something only you can do for you. The Vanity Fare has been a long time coming, with sonnets of love, abuse, existential crisis and more written into it. And what's better is that at the center of it all, there just the tastiest hint of futility; a helplessness to love, to hurt and be hurt and be used. I wrote and compiled these for those black cats out there that love their little pillow forts of safety to retreat to. To give some word and substance to those who feel like it is pointless to talk. For you that has suffered, as have I, but wouldn't want to make a big deal of it.