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  • KARMA DADDY?

    KARMA DADDY?

    Elvis a six foot tall dark skin black man. Sitting on the swing next to him is Elïkyah his seven-year-old daughter, her hair gelled in two buns. She’s in her school uniform and a winter jacket. In the park they sit on the swings. It’s the morning routine whenever Elvis takes her to school. (Elvis

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  • 28/11/22 – 00:39

    28/11/22 – 00:39

    28/11/22 00:39 📍Enfield, London Mama na Zaïre… Originally this post was supposed to be about our new bundle of joy, our baby boy. I didn’t get very far though, because I don’t have the words just yet to express myself properly. I just know that I am happy! Excessively happy! Stuck in my writer’s block,

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  • A Visit Home.

    A Visit Home.

    Written By Manda Donabi Duration: 9 Minutes Marcus walked into the house slamming the front door behind him, it has been a while since he visited his parents, even though he and his wife only lived twenty minutes away. He even forgot about that heavy door that lets everybody know when someone is here. ClaudeView…

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  • Greatest Gift?

    What is the greatest gift someone could give you? Motivation? At first I thought peace or maybe money would be a great gift! I’m someone who often looks at myself in the mirror and I speak to myself, majority of the time I’m reminding myself of my shortcomings nothing negative just a conversation with my

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  • Do you see yourself as a leader? It depends what the scale is really? If I’m being honest, I will say no. I can make hard decisions for myself and deal with the consequences and outcomes. However, leaders have to make tough decisions. Decisions that affect everyone and that’s not something I’m comfortable with.

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  • L O V E S O N G S.

    L O V E S O N G S.

    written by Manda Donabi (8 minutes) It’s a cold January morning, but it’s alright because it is quite sunny this morning. I’m running late to work and I’m building up a little sweat as I pace through Bruce Grove high road, an old frail white lady ahead of me hears my footsteps getting nearer behindView…

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