The First of Many
by
Damilola
They would always both remember their first time. But in different ways. He would mostly remember the details. Like how […]
The Signing
by
Damilola
It wasn’t as if they didn’t know it was going to happen; they had known for a long while. It […]
Little Star
by
Damilola
When I was only an itty bitty little girl, my grandmother would wait till the stars descended upon […]
Purple, In Size 12
by
Damilola
You might want to read about Orange & White dresses. PS That is me in today’s photo by the way…in one of […]
Love’s Tempo
by
Damilola
He was leaning against the counter of the Au Bon Pain at Grand Central where he had eaten breakfast […]
No Reason
by
Damilola
I am awake but she doesn’t know this; I can feel her eyes as they roam my supine body, seeking […]
A Kind of Rain
by
Damilola
It has been 9 months since Korede died: 9 months; the same amount of time it took me to nurture […]
Orange, In Size 8
by
Damilola
I lost this story while I was moving to a new website. thank goodness for cache! I was so happy […]
Crossroads
by
Damilola
He was too early. The email had said 11am at the Nethermead. Yet here he was, right place but wrong […]
