Visiting my grandfather in North Carolina was nothing short of a civic wonderland. Before my
It wasn’t easy growing up so far away from close family. All of my mother’s
The VCR The day has come. Mama and Papa brung the box in the house.
“You were ashes.” As I stood in the doorway of my sister Everette’s bedroom just
Thousand Oaks, California I flew from coast to coast when I was nine years old.
Grandmothers Some little girls, with plaits and blemishes, cook rice and jerk chicken as the
At first, there was only the Sun. Shining brightly, he illuminated powerfully in space. Sun
It was cold on the way to Grandma’s house. Mom had plucked Tye and Jordan
“They’re making fun of my Arabic,” whispers my cousin as he squeezes next to me.
I don’t like the gloves the nurses leave here. They’re rubber and have powder on
For seven days straight, I’d dreamed of snapping green beans at my Nana’s feet, on
My favorite book as a child was The People Could Fly. I stared with fascination
Ukwangala kwachila ulupwa. Friendship surpasses family. Bemba proverb My sister came to me a few
I typed the letter on a regular morning. But obviously, it was a courageous morning.
If I walked to the window in the kitchen, the little one right above the
