Posted inKanyin's tales
The little girl
I remember the night it all started. It was a cold Thursday evening. The sky was dark and heavy, like it was about to rain. I had closed my curtains,…
Posted inKanyin's poem
The boy in the magazine.
I saw a boy in a magazine once. He didn't have the finest face, nor the prettiest smile. but his eyes held me longer than I meant to stay. I…
Posted inKanyin's poem
Will our story resume?
This is to those who were, are, and soon to be in an 'unfinished love story'. Cheers! ❤️ I hope that one day, the story can resume— The story of…