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Pain Makes A Diamond Lexus by A. Dakala
Yesterday, I pulled up at the red light anxiously waiting for the light to turn green trying to get to my dentist appointment. To the right of my vision, I could see the front end of a white Lexus pulling up at a high rate of speed. My first thought, another one of these youngsters... 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 →
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 →
Searching for King by A. Dakala
As I look back on the one person that got away; I'm often reminded that I may not ever find my King. My life changed the day he left and hasn't been the same since. It was my best friend; Mary's birthday coming up next week and also Black Gay Pride anniversary in Atlanta so... Continue Reading →
Clitoris by A.Dakala
It was something about the enjoyment I got out of sucking on her clitoris. We were both very sexual homosapiens with high sex drives. I sat at work thinking of pulling her panties off as she stood there in high heels; nipples erected through her padded Victoria secrets bra. Picturing myself I'm down on my... Continue Reading →