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“domicile”

I text Alicia that I’m outside and when she responds, I’m already ringing the doorbell.…

The Dancer

It’s a typical spring morning – a slight chill, cloud cover, and the threat of…

“Those That Sow and Those That Reap”

On a nimbus of decay, it emerged from the dark recesses of her closet and…

Tragic Mulatto

As a kid, I remember the subject of race coming up twice in our family.…

“The Devil in Tia Adelina’s Botanica”

It was a bitterly cold November evening, fifteen minutes or so before closing when the…

Eight Weeks; Two Days

I was ten years old when I first witnessed domestic violence. It was a hot summer day on Hobart street. Children were playing; adults were sitting on their steps and porches just…

SHORT STORIES

NARRATIVE ESSAYS

Dr. Tubman: The Universe Sent Me a Black Woman Therapist

I sat on the couch of a woman who decorates her office to make it feel like a home outside your own. She has locs dipped in watercolors. She has a favorite…

What I Did To Make My Body Smaller & What I Found When I Gave Up

My parents used to keep a lot of photo albums around the house. In one, there is a photo of me, three years old in our tiny living room, unsmiling in my…

Scars

I have melanated skin, which helps me look younger than my age, but I also have a lot of scars on my body that seem to become more visible with time. Yet,…

Halle Berry Was My Mother Until A Junkie Found Me

I am going to tell you the sad pathetic truth about me. I am a foster child and nobody loves me. I made up stories about my mother when I was a…

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