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Mike Muthaka
90 stories written for Craft It.
Dusty RugsAt 24BY MIKE MUTHAKA Twenty-four feels like a cocktail of exhaustion and excitement. Twenty-four has less moral guilt about sex. It has more…
Dusty RugsThe Fun PlaceBY MIKE MUTHAKA I broke a glass tumbler last week. At a family gathering. Muratina was in plenty. I helped myself to…
Dusty RugsThe price tag of loveBY MIKE MUTHAKA Get this. A 28 year-old Miss Savage has set up an online campaign to raise 90 pounds she lost…
Dusty RugsOffice folksBY MIKE MUTHAKA Most days I’m in the office by 7 a.m. Old Man drops me off then I climb a flight…
Dusty RugsWhile I was awayBY MIKE MUTHAKA I lost my ass. Obviously. In February this year I started walking through a glass door five days a…
Dusty RugsThe AgencyBY MIKE MUTHAKA He was a chef in Paris. Then he was a farmer. Then he was a door-to-door salesman in Scotland.…
Dusty RugsLights. Camera. ActionBY MIKE MUTHAKA Love can make a man do crazy things. Love can make a man run through the rain clutching a…
Dusty RugsRasBY MIKE MUTHAKA Margaret Wanjiru smoked her first cigarette with her campus boyfriend. They had just had sex. He sat by the…
Dusty RugsJust, stuffBY MIKE MUTHAKA The curse of the black leather jacket The muscly wide-nosed bouncer at Milan wants to see my ID before…
Dusty RugsThe one with the braceletBY MIKE MUTHAKA “No one understands the magnitude of fuckery that goes on when your mind is like, ‘Peace bitch, we’re not…2019Dusty RugsDusty RugsThis Young ManBY MIKE MUTHAKA Mike Laria was out clubbing last night. He has a searing pain in his calf. He climbs the stairs…2019Dusty RugsDusty RugsThe parts of MiriamBY MIKE MUTHAKA February 2, 2014. On this Wednesday, Miriam (not her real name) was 17, a regular tiny-limbed form two student…2019Dusty RugsDusty RugsLoafers and pencilsBY MIKE MUTHAKA I didn’t get around to interviewing a millennial this week. So I’m just going to tell you about my…
Dusty RugsA girl goes corporateBY MIKE MUTHAKA “I ask why in everything. Sometimes I get my answers. Sometimes I don’t. It’s life.” “Why do you ask…
Dusty RugsThe click of MordecaiBY MIKE MUTHAKA Mordecai Nuni isn’t quick to laugh. Corruption and people who don’t get his jokes sadden him. But puns and…
Dusty RugsThe book of JoyBY MIKE MUTHAKA “We create. We’re actually gods. We build cities. We design. We do art. We can shape the world.” Joy…
Dusty RugsThe moment of Patoh NjugunaBY MIKE MUTHAKA On December 3rd 2016, after six years of courtship, at Blessed Sacrament Church, Buruburu–in front of friends and family—Patrick…
Dusty RugsThe turbulent millenialBY MIKE MUTHAKA In the last 36 hours I’ve taken about 10 mugs of water with lemon, ginger and honey. I have…2019Dusty RugsDusty RugsThe wet rug. (And other stories from our kitchen)BY MIKE MUTHAKA Felista’s Rug I knew there was something odd about Felista the moment I saw her. She had a slumbering…2019Dusty RugsDusty RugsWhat is it about old British men?BY MIKE MUTHAKA Because I’m strangely attracted to them. Well, not all of them, certainly. But I’m more likely to have a…2019Dusty RugsDusty RugsOut on a limbBY MIKE MUTHAKA These legs know no slow pace. They are used to rapid motions, their triceps relaxing and contracting as they…2019Craft ItCraft ItWe’re going to need a new diaryBY MIKE MUTHAKA On the weekend before Christmas, in the 34th minute of a game against Manchester City, with the scores level…
Dusty RugsMoments 2018BY MIKE MUTHAKA I turned 23 in July. That afternoon, Chronixx was set to perform at KICC. I didn’t go to the…
Dusty RugsThe Pursuit of BeautyBY MIKE MUTHAKA “I add my own love to the history of people who have loved beautiful things, and looked out for…