Memories flood and for a moment I’m out of breath, remembering how he’d hold me down and force himself on me. Remembering how sometimes I’d stare at the ceiling and pretend I was dead just so I couldn’t feel anything. The most painful memory, one that plagued me everyday, one which has become a nightmare … Continue reading RAGE | THE JOLA DIARIES
By Anjola 2 years. That’s how long it’s been since we’d been apart. Over the course of that time, we’d drifted apart and attempted to get closer again, but never once reaching the closeness we used to have. For days, I’d wished for this moment- a time when we could finally get what we used … Continue reading Two Years.
By Fatima Mohammed Yours might be sandyand mine might be muddy.Hers might be filled with cacti and thorns,while his might be through a rainforest. It's because you can navigate desertsand I know how to skillfully move through the mud.She turns the thorns into tools,while he knows the workings of rainforests. Every path is different.Comparing yours … Continue reading We’re Treading Different Paths.
Why didn't my age take a break when the world was on a break? I need an apology because where exactly is it running to?
Welcome to the Being Black Series Season 2! #BYJOLAABBS2020
‘…We had a deal! We had a freaking deal, Adi you dimwit, and you dying on me is not a part of that deal! So, you better wake up before I smack the life out of you…’. Bernice was clearly distraught; this was the love of her life lying in front of her on life … Continue reading ADRIAN’S LANE: The Conclusion
What do you think anxiety really is? Taffie takes us through this journey with a short story in ‘What is Anxiety’.
If you had a choice between a rock and a hard place when it came to love, what would it be? Osi Elame tells the story of a tough decision to make in love, with 'Adrian's lane'.
by Kehinde Babatunde Nothing truly matters, but when did it ever?Every single utter, did it bring change, never?Searching for something that isn’t lost,Looking for someone that isn’t gone,A simple question, you can’t answer Who are you? Your own master?Because if you recall every decision and choiceWill you own up to them with your own voiceOr … Continue reading WHO YOU ARE | GUEST POST
Listen to my silence. It speaks words.