A little over a decade ago, my best friend sexually assaulted me. This is not news to many of you, but in the chance that it is the first time you are hearing of it, I’d happily like to point you in the direction of my last post, The Caged Bird. On the other hand, this post will be “hot off the press” to most of you…
Category: Prose
The Caged Bird
In primary school, every holiday was a time to look forward to – for obvious reasons of freedom and playtime. As individuals in that liminal space between egotistical adolescence and lingering boyishness, we would spend time playing games, watching movies, sleeping late, prank-calling friends, talking about girls and sex, and jamming to songs on forbidden TV channels – the typical guy stuff.
club_Alien.docx
In Fall 2019, I was a Freshman at an American college — green and eager to explore what God had in store for me in this far-away land. Within my first few weeks, my identity as a black man, and all its implications, had been thrust upon me.
My Swiss Home: Part Two
The Interview Previously on My Swiss Home First things first. Is this Swiss home real?Yes and no. In case you did not catch on, all of this was built in my head. I was in Grade Six when my Swiss home became a fully-fledged concept, and it was about six years later when I first…
My Swiss Home: Part One
As a child, I built myself a mansion in Switzerland. It took me an eternity to select its perfect location with no neighbors and such beautiful contours to appease the eyes. It took me an even longer time to finalize its blueprint, construct it, select the different colors and feels that it would vibrate with….
Princess Ruby
Ruby, who was previously squealing and running around the living room, excited that I was finally awake, was now tugging at my sweatpants, calling me. Her eyes were animated, full of life. “Jonsen, I talking to you!” she whined, contracting my name cutely. I rubbed my eyes, but not too hard because I wanted to…
Recipe of He: The Man
There was once a winsome infant born to a river god and a nymph. Teiresias, the blind seer of Thebes, warned the mother that the child would only ‘live to a ripe old age, as long as he never knows himself’’. With time, the adorable babe blossomed into an impossibly handsome youth. Beguiling was his…
Letter to My Father
Dear Daddy, You remember when I was a child and we were at the house. And you found the house flooded. Erland and I did it but you beat me with the cooking stick until it broke. I was barely 4. You beat me on my bare butt. Or that time when I vomited the…
15 Key DIY [College] Life Hacks
Starting college, or already a pro at doing whatever students do? Here are a couple of insights I found super helpful in getting through everyday life as a student.
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Snap! This is the third time I’ve caught her looking at them. It’s actually irritating me now.
Thee Jonathan 