Daily Stories

©️ Opeyemi Akintunde “Mo’, how are you?” Adewale’s caring voice came through the phone. The way he asked “how are you?”…it was laced with so much genuine concern, I could feel it through the phone. “I’m not sure,” I replied softly. “I don’t know how to feel. I’m torn between anger, loss, grief… and other…

©️ Opeyemi Akintunde “We are going to party hard, ‘cause it’s your father’s death day…Go shawty, it’s your father’s death day!” The chanting of multiple male voices grew louder as I sat in the kitchen, waiting for everyone’s arrival. Sometimes, I wondered why I was the way I was. Always caring, always trying to hold…