Abi’s Interest in Blogging

"What comes to mind when I say, moon scraped knuckles and knocking knees?" Mats shook his head. "Nothing off the bat. Is it the name of a song, a poem, a movie?" "It's a name I'm thinking of giving my blog." "You have a blog?" "Not yet but I'm thinking of creating one on WordPress." …

Taahira’s Story

People stare at me because of the tribal marks on my face.  I wish I never had them.  I wish I knew what I looked like without them.  Before I left Nigeria, I asked my mother about them.  She said that she and my father were merely upholding traditional practices. I wished that I was …

Tamika’s Story

Photo by Zack Jarosz from Pexels I was turning tricks since I was 15.  My father was in prison for manslaughter and my mother was a coke head.  I didn't have any siblings.  I was the only child.  I thought of dropping out of school and finding a job so I could save up enough …

Paradise

They met in Paradise Island.  She had taken a spontaneous trip to the island.  It was to get away for a while.  She had just broken up with Lemarr, the treacherous cur.  He two-timed her with her best friend. She saw them one morning outside of his building, holding hands and kissing.  Not wanting to …

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