A WAY OF ESCAPE (SHORT STORY)
“No, Mama, not again!” Nneoma wailed. “I just cleaned you up less than an hour ago and I’m set to go to church.” “And who is keeping you from going?” […]
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“No, Mama, not again!” Nneoma wailed. “I just cleaned you up less than an hour ago and I’m set to go to church.” “And who is keeping you from going?” […]
» Read moreI believe that this little poem is for someone out there. – Windy days and stormy nights Broken dreams and bitter fights When it seems that all is lost Don’t […]
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