“Scorpio Season” by A. Dakala

In Washington DC; on H street avenue. I'm on the eleventh floor of the Pod DC hotel in Chinatown. It's 4 am in the morning you can hear the sirens every 15 mins racing throughout the intersections, metro buses engines roaring and voices conversing as if it was rush hour. Not too different from the... Continue Reading →

“Plan B” by A.Dakala

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 →

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