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Braving 2025. No more silence!
2024 went silently by. There were so many things you could complain about, but you didn’t. You felt as though you had no right to...
Neema Komba
Jan 34 min read
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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...
Neema Komba
Aug 6, 20242 min read
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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...
Neema Komba
Apr 5, 20246 min read
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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...
Neema Komba
Nov 3, 20234 min read
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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...
Neema Komba
Apr 1, 202315 min read
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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...
Neema Komba
Feb 13, 20232 min read
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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...
Neema Komba
Oct 23, 20223 min read
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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...
Neema Komba
Sep 21, 20221 min read
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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...
Neema Komba
Jan 25, 20223 min read
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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...
Neema Komba
Jan 6, 202218 min read
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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...
Neema Komba
Jun 18, 20212 min read
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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...
Neema Komba
May 22, 20211 min read
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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...
Neema Komba
May 6, 20212 min read
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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...
Neema Komba
Jun 17, 20201 min read
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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...
Neema Komba
Oct 9, 20191 min read
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