Where Dreams End
by
Damilola
Are you guys excited about 2014? I am. Still. So very excited for the stories with happy endings or at […]
Moromoke
by
Damilola
So this one is a little long…i do not like long stories. It is also a result of spending these […]
The Fridge
by
Damilola
When it rains, it pours, and then some. I have been writing nonstop all week and loving it. I started […]
Circle of Love
by
Damilola
I have long eyelashes. They curl upwards and are pretty cool so mascara companies don’t get any of my money. […]
The Wrong Man
by
Damilola
So this is Aisha from The Wrong Woman‘s tale… Mr Le_Maxx helped me out with this one. Y’all know I don’t do […]
Babajide
by
Damilola
This one is for the grandfather I never met, the one with skin the shade of anthills, the merchant, whose gap-tooth I have […]
Blank Canvas
by
Damilola
He would finally make it to bed sometime before dawn. She would feel him get in beside her and turn […]
It Rains When You Dance
by
Damilola
When I walk into the room, she is still writing. Sheets of paper lie forsaken all around her chair. The […]
By the Rivers
by
Damilola
There is something different about her. She tries to hide it but I can tell. It is in the little […]
