This story contains sensitive content CW: Mature themes and mild sexual content It was hot in the cab with the plastic covering over the back seat here in the tropics. I guess I can’t really call it the tropics since there were only a few trees around outside of those in the all inclusive holiday … Read more
How are you supposed to feel? I believe I missed my opportunity to love you. Sealeah walks down the sidewalk. It begins to rain. This was unexpected, as the weather forecast predicted a 5% chance of rain. The sky was falling out, and it seemed as if the sun was laughing behind the clouds. A … Read more
It’s raining. My sister always relished the soft pitter patter of rain, Nima believed its rhythmic flow was the lyrics to nature’s music. As children we rejoiced in the drum beat of a steady downpour- basking in the cool air, and the dynamic wind. As we embraced the all knowing sky that beckoned raised chins … Read more
Annaliese didn’t cover the chicken. That was the point. She had done everything right. She stood at the meat counter longer than necessary, scanning the trays, looking for the right chicken—not too small, skin intact. She asked questions. Organic. Air-chilled. She wanted something that could hold heat without falling apart. She’d seen the recipe on … Read more
She so easy to love. That’s why I call her Shuga Cookie. Her real name Joanne but, like sugar, flour, butter, baking soda and a lil’ vanilla, the simple things make her so sweet. We old now. My hair and beard look like powdered shuga and my hands ‘semble raisins, but my Shuga Cookie, she … Read more