27 • New writer • First story out now.
I'm here to grow, experiment, and tell the kind of stories that stay with you. Nothing is predictable here.
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Stories by Jayah Yancey
The Way Back To My Own Hands
I didn't write these pages to be understood. I wrote them because the silence was getting loud. These pages a...
The Way She Held My Silence
Sole meets Harlem in a moment soft enough to forget, yet deep enough to remember forever.
What begins as a qu...