African American
NOVEMBER 2018 “Jimmy, what’s that?” Brittany asked when she saw her son squatting in a corner with a box in his hands. They were cleaning the attic that Saturday and everyone was…
“Breathe deeply. Relax. Breathe out. Yes that’s it.” The man’s hand rubbed circles on her back in slow strokes. Breathe in. The air flowed into her body. Breathe out. She tried but…
Cooking has a way of bringing people together. Food, particularly good food has a way of making people happy and putting people in a festive mood. But it is the holiday! Everyone…
The sun was low in the sky that day, Martha sat on the lowest step digging the toe of her pink shoe into the earth. She would remember the day in many…
Jide walked down the street to the Cafe for some coffee. Another man would perhaps have gone for a drink and a long smoke but Jide didn’t drink and neither did he…