"Hanniah likes lego for fractions," he said, packing a bag to leave. "Of course," she said. Of all the teachers, he could trust her. She'd take care of the kids. He knew this. "And Kione needs to ask lots of questions. Answer them all, please," he scanned the room for remaining valuables. "Always." Sirens blared... Continue Reading →
April 2021
Supporting Black Writers First off, I'd like to give a shout out to Lornett Vestal and team over at the Evolving Man Project where, among other topics and musings, "each week [they] highlight an individual that embodies what it means to be an evolved person, famous and non-famous individuals alike. [Stating that] the world needs... Continue Reading →
Balloon
“Parcels, games, entertainment. Done. Got the coding for decorations? I still couldn’t find it in the system.” “Found something better. But I’ll need help.” We finished everything just as guests arrived, entry pad scanning in each individual. The VIP was en-route, guided by my partner. We all hid. When they arrived, the room scanned my... Continue Reading →
New Life
She lay there cold, with legs exposed, as they spoke. Backs turned to her; she caught few words."A mess. . .”“No more feeling. . .”“Stiches."They looked over at her and she held their gaze, wanting answers. The doctor approached, mouth moving in silent speech as he searched for the right words. “Ma’am, there have been…some... Continue Reading →
Internal Monster
Her hands shook as new friends welcomed them inside. How would they take her? Life before her partner used to mean refusing these invites; too scared to take risks.They sat together. She stared at her dinner. Everyone laughed at his jokes as he kept her safe from attention, helped her relax.She started contributing, a word here, comment there."He always forgets things, he's male," she said smiling, glancing at him.The... Continue Reading →
Invincible
Mind cycling through the daily routine, I slowly slide off the bed. I waddle around with my swollen belly, pain erupting from inconveniently placed baby kicks.I feed the animals, step back inside, breathe. Head spins from standing too long washing dishes. Turn on washing machine, more pain; crouch down, turn, bend, breathe.I waddle up the stairs.... Continue Reading →