Sambulo Kunene

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2020

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“The truth is...” by Sambulo Kunene

My mom warned me when I was younger that many will find inability to tell the truth very annoying. She didn't say that I must stop lying or misrepresenting the truth. She felt responsible for how I turned out. There was no daddy to blame. Nor was there a drunk serial killer who raised me. My father left our family when we were very young. I lived with my mom all the time after my sister like my dad decided that my dad wa...

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“Housing start” by Sambulo Kunene

I have got a plan! I say we divorce and try again when I am well. I cannot waste your time and mine and pretend to be okay with you swinging and spending all of your time worrying about me. I say swinging because all you do is work and work has become your lover, your wife and your everlasting I do! I won't change my mind about you. The latest you.I will though amend my plans for you. You are wrong to think that I am about fear and pain. You are also very at fault to think about being available to me without a medical degree. <...

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“The Train Schedule ” by Sambulo Kunene

My boss is divorcing his wife. We are all in shock because he loved his wife so much we hated him. We thought he was bluffing at first because we had many staff members who were infatuated with him. Like a good soldier he pummeled along ingnoring our gazing t bewildered eyes. He was a looker for sore eyes. He spoke well and was very smart. A conversation with him made you want to treat yourself to a Jamba Juice fresh fr...

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“One coconut, two coconut three coconut..” by Sambulo Kunene

I didn't marry him. I am back in high school. My dad is driving me to high school. I attend a boarding school; a prestigious boarding school. I have my trunk full of my provisions and supplies to last me six months. In six months, it will be the first occasion for me to visit my parents and be home on a vacation which will be four weeks long. I shall meet boys, play and shop until I drop dead. Believe it or not my school is a girls only boarding school. When I begged my parents to pay the steep fees for my attendance, I thought that I was...

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“I lied I meant to kill myself” by Sambulo Kunene

It was a cold winter that season. One of the coldest yet. My family and I had just moved from the city to the ends of the world because my father had been jailed for trying to embezzle millions of dollars of retirement investments. A small unassuming man with good manners who always looked down and had no scrupples was infact working day and night to put bread on the table for his family. Me, myself and I in my mind. I was an only child. My mom had no time for me only for her good looks. My dad worked day and night and we rarely saw him. ...

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“I am here to see you” by Sambulo Kunene

"We are running out of time! Your father is here for a very short time. He just wanted to drop your gifts for Christmas." Alusua said to her high strung daughter."Can he tell that I am here? He didn't ask for me. I think he was here to see you mom." Egg said frowning with a very distorted mind high strung on drugs."Oh stop it! Stop it please just stop saying that. You know how much your dad loves you."Alusua said on the verge of tears. Seeing him again, was not so hot anymore.It brought a lot of pain to her. He never broke o...

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“Late Again” by Sambulo Kunene

Our church has a large clock which sits on the Spanish tiled roof. Every hour it chimes reminding us of a conclusion of an hour. It calls to those in public places who walk and speed up as soon as it hits the hour confirming that an hour has passed by. Traffic and wonderers all pick up their steps as soon as the clock strikes in honor of an end of an hour.Verily, verily the founder of Time and the movements of earths, tells us, humanoids, that yet another moment of accomplishment has concluded. An hour has passed us by. We were pro...

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“Raincheck.......” by Sambulo Kunene

"Thank you everybody for showing up on such short notice. Today is the day I change." I said holding a glass of water wishing everyone well who had shown up to celebrate my year of sobriety. I was in a car accident that disabled me and luckily I did not kill anyone. I could have though, but for the tree that slowed my momentum. I was out of it and driving so fast and in deep sleep. We had just had a beer or two after my friend who for years had been begging to be promoted at work finally got her wishes. We thought that we were celebrating...

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“Sam: Sam short for what?” by Sambulo Kunene

I was so lonely. I ran away having left more than a dozen of dead bodies and a bad history with men. They made me do it. I always told myself to justify why I poisoned patrons who were at my restaurant. I dated and lived with this cool dude who one day showed up in our town. I am one of those women that everyone talks about in whispers. If you are new in town, guys generally advise you about the best places to pick up wo...

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“The bell rang” by Sambulo Kunene

My job ends at 5:35pm and I leave the lot at about 6 o'clock after I have fixed myself for the eye to see. The train stops at exactly 6 15pm and I am always on time. This evening the train is crowded. We have shifting bodies muddling and hanging for dear life on the console and the leather loop that hangs overhead to keep us from falling after swaying left to right with the rails of the railroad. I love this time of the day. It is the only time that I have to myself and I also get to review the events of the day. Most in this particular t...

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“One year it took me...” by Sambulo Kunene

Last year I was the odd one out. My friends planned a huge deal of a fake party to prank me for April Fool's day. Then I did not realize that they were pranking me. I seriously thought that they were planning a surprise party for one of our dear friend who had been asked for a hand in marriage by a lad that we all admired! He lived overseas so it was a big deal to us because we considered him exotic to say the least. So when one day at dinner she had a huge smile on her face and announced his intentions about her and how she accepted his ...

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“She has a fever” by Sambulo Kunene

" I used to be able to forgive you, I can't anymore."That is because yes you can, you just are not applying yourself enough.""No, seriously what do you do at home all day while I am at work?"" I start the day this way every morning. I burn incense and hope for good luck or a good day.""Why do I sense deceit. Are you lying to me right now?""I know that the pandemic has affected you in very strange ways. Maybe you need to see a Dactar."At this point he is trying to get out of bed."...

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“The Indian Ocean” by Sambulo Kunene

My dad emerged out of the spell of the ocean My ancestors left us to fend for ourselves when they were asked to fight in the mainland. We had warned our distant relatives that our ancestors were directed to live and hide us under the sea for a reason.My dad had been asked to be the king by a popular vote on the mainland. They were eager to seek us by using submarines until he carried through his calling to land.The were dry. The homes were filled with dry this dry that. Even diseases were carried by the dry nuance in the air...

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“Not enough interest” by Sambulo Kunene

I jokingly told my sister that I had lost my job. I had no prospects. The recession was not going anywhere fast. I was broke. My unemployment benefits had lapsed. I had nothing in the reserve. All my savings were wiped out to pay off a salary that was no longer direct deposited into my account. My employer closed plants and moved overseas!I sat on my dining chair one morning and jotted down what I considered to be my best traits. If life were to come to a standstill and no more jobs or salaries were ever going to return to our lies...

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“Good to see you” by Sambulo Kunene

They had been friends since they were both attending the same college. They both got married around the same time, one was a housewife the other pursued the life of the mothers in the workplace. They gave birth to kids around the same time. It was always nice to be around them because they liked each other. When their kids started dating all the sense of goodwill fell by the way side."I meant to mention to you that your daughter is always happy. She always has a happy face." a mother said to her friend who also is a mother(m...

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