The language of kindness

The language of kindness © Folakemi Emem-Akpan   The glass plate slipped from his hands, impacting the ground with a sharp sound that seemed to drag the breath out of Luke. He stood at the sink, frozen in place, his eight year old face a mask of terror. His hands trembled slightly and he stared... Continue Reading →

A second chance

A second chance © Folakemi Emem-Akpan I was determined not to be like my mother. Knocked up at age seventeen, foolish enough to keep the pregnancy even though the guy responsible quickly delegated his responsibility, then escape into a loveless marriage at age twenty. I would not be like that. Then I met Steven. Yes,... Continue Reading →

Create a website or blog at WordPress.com

Up ↑

%d bloggers like this: