Judging by the way victory drained from Malachai’s eyes, he never expected another key. I guess that all-important, all-French phone call wasn’t so urgent after all. Without the espresso to his lips, I had a full view of his shocked face from across the apartment just before the door slammed behind me, and now, hisContinue reading “To Have, To Hold”
Category Archives: Short Fiction
Living Memories
“This old-school funk station had one job: to ease her into the right frame of mind for talking about civil rights. The Struggle, and all they went through. Instead, Grandmama leaves me staring at a mountain of unsnapped green beans as Grandpop leads her in a grown-folks’ two-step around the kitchen.“ See more on THEContinue reading “Living Memories”
Not Staying for Dessert
“But my heart feels heavier from the effort than when I began. Because I am both too visible—too angry, loud, opinionated—and invisible—because the people who make the decisions choose not to see me or hear my words. But this heavy, beating heart thumping in my chest and coursing hot blood through my veins reminds meContinue reading “Not Staying for Dessert”
Politics of Distraction
“Nowhere even in the darkest recesses of my childhood mind could I have ever envisioned the Great War of 2020 or its aftermath. All started on election day, when my husband and I woke early to vote and found the National Guard occupying our neighborhood.” Read the full story here. Photo by Louis Velazquez onContinue reading “Politics of Distraction”