Djenne G.
Written between 2016-2017 Nneka I’m in a yard, alone. The yard is surrounded by trees, so enormous they touched the sky. Some look like they reach into space. There are these bizarre looking flowers too, that have large petals and beautiful vibrant colors. It’s so comfortable here. I lie down on the grass and the […]
I am doing a 25 days of Christmas using the characters from 32 Orchard Street. Now these stories will most likely be unedited every time I post. They may be incredibly short or incredibly long and most likely grammatically incorrect. If you see something, feel free to say something or just read along. This is […]
I am doing a 25 days of Christmas using the characters from 32 Orchard Street. Now these stories will most likely be unedited every time I post. They may be incredibly short or incredibly long and most likely grammatically incorrect. If you see something, feel free to say something or just read along. This is […]
I am doing a 25 days of Christmas using the characters from 32 Orchard Street. Now these stories will most likely be unedited every time I post. They may be incredibly short or incredibly long and most likely grammatically incorrect. If you see something, feel free to say something or just read along. This is […]
I am doing a 25 days of Christmas using the characters from 32 Orchard Street. Now these stories will most likely be unedited every time I post. They may be incredibly short or incredibly long and most likely grammatically incorrect. If you see something, feel free to say something or just read along. This is […]
“Okay,” Diane huffs, as she throws herself into the seat next to Calle, wiping the sweat from her perfect brows. Today, she went for a white button down to go under her yellow sweater, her black high waisted jeans showed her beautifully shaped ass and she definitely showed it off to the hot girl at […]
I wrote a poem about the home that I’ve been dreaming about for the past few months. The place I plan on staying by myself and feeling the most comfort. Home where tea is overflowing and coziness is one step away we’re soft music will fill the silence we’re the only troubling voices are your […]
