Everything ended as I thought it would. So for the last few months I prayed that God would send me a Plan B. My heart wasn't strong enough to walk away since we had invested so much time building where we currently were. Seems like every time we take one step forward; we fall back... Continue Reading →
“The Karma Cafe” by A.Dakala
There are no menus or price lists. You will get served what you deserve. Afraid to go to my own house after working a ten hour shift. I knew he would be there sitting in the living room drinking as usual; waiting for any reason to act out of character or blame me for cheating.... Continue Reading →
Protected: “Cosmo” (sexual content) email for password by A. Dakala
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“Just Add Magic” by A. Dakala
So tired of being single and waking up at 3 am on a work night eating bowls of chocolate ice cream to sacrifice her sexual desires became so common to a beautiful black "Queen" her friends called her. Over the last three years Josephine made life all about her career and saving money. She just... Continue Reading →
“Andrea Latoya Denice Scott Murphy Brown (Acrimony)” by A.Dakala
Sometimes you have to know when to walk away with a clean slate. Love hurts like a fresh scar, but over time wounds do heal. See when you throw bullets by hand without using a gun, the damages are repairable. No one sees your dream when they are still dreaming, you can't believe in others... Continue Reading →
“God had other plans” by A.Dakala
Everyone in the city of Atlanta was so excited about the Super bowl on Sunday. The entire city wore black and red on that Friday before the game. We even had pre-super bowl pot luck at the job, lots of food; you would have thought it was thanksgiving day. The night before I had took... Continue Reading →
A Heart Choice to make by A. Dakala
Waddell Crosby wasn't your typical African American male with a college degree, tons of street smarts and loved by the ladies. He was the kind of man that a woman could love one night and call her best friend on other days; someone who would have your back and go to war with you whether... Continue Reading →
Fingers crossed under oath by A. Dakala
I truly didn't give a damn about telling the truth under oath; I raised my right hand with pride put left hand on the Bible and told God to forgive me silently as I close my eyes. I wanted to be picked as a juror as badly as I wanted to hit the lottery. I... Continue Reading →