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 →
Boy Please! By A. Dakala
February 2, 2019; 6 o'clock. Me and my BFF's; Shari, Renee and Bonita decided to go to the cabins in the Georgia mountains this weekend, since we didn't have anything else to do and we all were single now. We all have boy toys to go to in a time of a sexual needs; but... Continue Reading →
Ghost Writer
This is a promotion only. My new book "Ghost Writer" coming to Atlanta Georgia in June 2019. If you would like to be in attendance and added to the guest list; please email me your name and email address to: adakalabooks@gmail.com
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 →
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 →
Red Eyes from the Pure White Hennessy by A.Dakala
Its two o'clock in the morning and I'm still up, sitting in my recliner flipping through channels; like a nervous criminal needing a cigarette. Wondering Yesterday I lost my job; and came home to tell my fiancee but she wasn't home. As I was walking to the kitchen to grab a beer out of refrigerator;... Continue Reading →