Neema Komba
The TP (Flash Fiction)
In April, I took a masterclass by Leone Ross (who is so wonderful. I highly recommend her class to other writers. I met such talented...
top of page
Search
Neema Komba
Apr 56 min
I miss poetry!
Can we still say Happy 2024 in April? The last year or so has been the most hectic yet exciting time of my life. Although my pockets (or...
558 views1 comment
Neema Komba
Nov 3, 20234 min
Germany’s president apologizes for colonial crimes, Palestinians continue to suffer
At a time when the world is burning, I have reserved my words to myself, not wanting to add fire to an already raging inferno. Silence...
657 views1 comment
Neema Komba
Apr 1, 202315 min
Chicken League
The boys took off their shirts and tossed them outside the field. Their sweaty small chests glistened in the sun. I envied the flatness...
447 views2 comments
Neema Komba
Feb 13, 20232 min
A novel beginning!
Happy 2023 in February!!! 2022 ended on the highest of notes for me. On November 24, 2022, I was announced as one of the winners of the...
141 views4 comments
Neema Komba
Oct 23, 20223 min
An ode to the beginner
Today, I got my first rejection as an academic writer. Some of you don't know this, but besides being a writer, I am also a doctoral...
374 views5 comments
Neema Komba
Sep 21, 20221 min
My Mother Tongue
Check out my poem recently published by Brittle Paper! I am very excited to share this poem which found a home in Brittle Paper. I have...
27 views1 comment
Neema Komba
Jan 25, 20223 min
Songs of the Lupine
Long overdue, but I am finally sharing these poems from June, 2021, two of which were featured in the Finnish-African Literature Arts...
118 views0 comments
Neema Komba
Jan 6, 202218 min
Radio Street
I live on Radio Street, in Finnish, Radiokatu. Most days when my research gives me trouble, which it always does, I think of it as a sign...
158 views0 comments
Neema Komba
Jun 18, 20212 min
Where is home?
No one lives in the house we grew up in. It smells like old dust, and in December when Dar es Salaam is hot and humid, it smells like wet...
84 views0 comments
Neema Komba
May 22, 20211 min
Sunset
Gravity wins when the fiery sun falls into the glittering sea, and the sky stains with hues of red. A light breeze strokes the calming...
47 views0 comments
Neema Komba
May 6, 20212 min
Kipilipili
Mornings at my brother’s house is a hectic battle of wills between my niece, her mom, and a comb. My three-year-old niece winces and...
60 views0 comments
Neema Komba
Jun 17, 20201 min
Fishing with Mother.
By Neema Komba Every summer when the river dries up, mother and I go fishing. Mother stands in the middle of the river where there is...
46 views0 comments
Neema Komba
Oct 9, 20191 min
My very own site, finally!
I have wanted to create a website for my writing for quite some time, but I somehow never got to it. There was always one excuse after...
20 views2 comments
bottom of page