Benjamin Nambu
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By Benjamin Nambu
My weakness was that I couldn’t be discreet. Which was why when I fell in love with the cook, the affair was like an open secret. Was it love? I couldn’t tell what label to put on a mixture of lust, loneliness and …
By Benjamin Nambu
…sat on the floor, my back against the bed, staring through the open window at the palm fronds swaying in the strong …
By Benjamin Nambu
For me, red wine is symbolic of pleasant memories.
It was a windy Sunday afternoon in late December. I did not go to church that day. My habit whenever I didn’t have money for offertory. Or felt guilty of a secret…
By Benjamin Nambu
From the moment the cup is handed to one of them, they all know that the recipient is going to be the hitsong maker of that…
By Benjamin Nambu