Love Loud
by
Damilola
When it came to deciding who kept the apartment, there wasn’t as much of a battle as there had been […]
Breaking Bread
by
Damilola
To break Bread: to eat a meal, especially in companionable association with others. to distribute or participate in Communion Omololu […]
Running Circles
by
Damilola
There is a place. It is a place neither of us have been yet we know it exists. I have […]
Out of Breath
by
Damilola
The first time Mojola ran, Adun went after him with everything she had. Money, time, strength, hope… The third time […]
The Naming
by
Damilola
The house is on a side road so Nneoma misses the turning twice. She finally gets it right the third […]
Stealing Kisses
by
Damilola
There are somethings that cannot be kissed better. This is the news we have to break to our son. ‘He […]
Sleeping With Grief
by
Damilola
The place where his wedding ring should be is pale. Newly divorced? Or separated? – that in between place of […]
Mirror Image
by
Damilola
Sometimes, I forget what I look like. Like when I am imagining you dancing with me; it’s another woman’s face […]
Plain Black
by
Damilola
They agree to meet at a Starbucks. The busiest one in that part of the city. At least by Nneamaka’s […]
Durotimi
by
Damilola
Things are not love. He has always known this, yet he brings home things, and more things. An alpaca wool […]
