A ROOM

I beam at the room as I step in. It is impossible to ignore the silent accusations it imposes. My gaze searches for answers in the blurry glass beyond. I believe it is the same size as the one next to me. No touch of softness has a place here. Though it is a wonder, I have been in this room before and it felt different.

And I settle on my other hobby of inventing lives for everything I see. The blurry pictures on the wall, I know they inspire fear. I try to figure out the glass in fragments. The shadowy corners of the room look oppressive. But everything else looks fair.

‘Pictory’ — A picture and a story speaking of and from each other.

Story — Em Achieng’

Picture — Kimani Wandaka